There is certainly no shortage of stupid things that I've done or had done to me.
A couple weeks ago I was going to a friend's surprise party, for which we had to dress up nice for some reason. It was dark and I couldn't remember the address, so as I was walking around the street looking for the house my friend pulled up and saw me standing in her driveway. Of course, she wondered what I was doing there, but I made a last ditch effort and told her I was going to the house of another friend who lives nearby. So there I was, walking down a dark street at 6:00 in the rain wearing slacks and a nice button-down shirt all for the sake of preserving a surprise that was pretty much ruined anyway, and after that I had to come back so I could participate in the actual party.
If that wasn't bad enough, the drinks they served included that syrup you mix with soda to give it a cherry flavor. Well, genius that I am, I assumed it was just plain soda to begin with and poured a whole glass. The first sip was the best thing I ever tasted, but with each following sip I started to feel progressively sicker. I downed half the glass before somebody finally told me I wasn't supposed to drink it straight. Good for a laugh, but I didn't move much for the rest of the night.
Long Live Fred the Spanyard |