Feeling 21... er.. 19...

Happy Hump Day, lovelies.
Today, a few of my favourite people in ALL of the blog-land are doing a link-up that I just had to be a part of. Cause, duh - who doesn't love a good link-up?

This link-up is about drinking, so with that being said... mom, dad, aunti, or any other family member who reads this blog and doesn't want to read about drunken shenanigans, please just leave the blog now and come back another time.

Fun fact about Canada (for those of you who are American), our legal drinking age is 19 - some provinces even legalize drinking at age 18... so we lets just change this link up name.

Feelin' 19 Link Up


Cheers

Last week was my birthday... my 25th birthday... and because I'm on a 90-day weight-loss challenge, I have no fun drinking shenanigans to report from birthday #25. But since this link-up isn't about our 25th birthday celebrations, lets move on.

I don't have a story about having to drive a boyfriend home because he got too drunk on my birthday, or puking uncontrollably for hours, or even having a hangover from hell to have to deal with the next day. Nope. Not this girl.



Surprisingly, I can handle my liquor preeeeetty well and can party hardy with the best of them. My story starts and finishes with the time that I consumed 28 shots in one night. I started the night off by saying I wasn't going to drink at all, and then 26 shots of vodka, a jager bomb, and a superman shot later - BOOM. 28 became my number.

I have no idea how, but I was blessed with the ability to not get hangovers. I'm pretty sure I just jinxed myself on this one now, so don't hate on me too much for it. But up until this point in my life, I have literally had ONE 'kind of' hangover... and that's because I was literally still drunk the next day until about 3:00pm. Not so fun.
Sorry Mom. If you're still reading this though, it's not my fault. I warned you.

Guys. I dressed as a hippie and I took the best selfies, ever. Don't hate.

Buuuuut my birthday... oh, my birthday. It was spent partying on a street festival in our University town - and everyone was dressed up because it was close to Halloween. I was with my two best friends, and we happened to meet three guys who decided to buy us ALL THE SHOTS in every.freaking.bar. I kid you not. When we woke up the next day, we remembered that the tabs had come to about $270, $200, and $100 or something stupid like that.
Yep, all the free shots in the world. I don't hate it.

Amanda(roommate) and I go waaaaay back.

I can't tell you how much I drank (I have no idea), or what the guys names were, but I can tell you that it was one of the funnest nights. A lot of shenanigans were had, we drank a lot, danced a lot, and made friends with a lot of random strangers on the street. It's exactly what a 'night out' should consist of.

They had me at FRIES and MCCHICKEN SAUCE. Yes. A million times yes.

Have you ever taken a picture with two dicks at once? If you have, it's probably on a porn site somewhere and I don't want to know about it... just know that I may or may not be judging you for it.

Oh! The guys that we hung out with were dressed as a 'cougar trainer', 'sheep', and a 'one night stand':

Classic.

Thank-you, Facebook. Without your incriminating photos, this post would have been picture-less.

See you all tomorrow for a more 'sober' post.