Last night at some party at some frat house, I was downstairs in a crowded hallway, when the jungle juice i had consumed 30 minutes earlier caught up with me. Before I knew what was happening, I was spewing bright red juice all over the back of this ghetto looking black guy standing in front of me. It was a fairly nice shirt, he was probably pissed, but I never really found out. He didn't notice at first, I mean i don't know how he couldn't have, but he didn't. There were like six other black dudes standing around who saw it, and started saying "yo dog turn around you got throw up on you dog". At this point my face was directed at the ground, and my gut was still wrenching, but apparently the guy turned around and tried to swing at me, but my friend pushed him to the ground. Then he started pushing me and telling me we had to go. Up until he said that, in my diminished thinking, i had been thinking i could work it out, maybe by paying the dude or something, which was pretty stupid. Once my friend started saying "we need to get out of here", something clicked in my head, and i thought to myself, "you know thats a really good idea, my other idea was really bad". So I let him push me stumbling, through the crowd till i got to the porch where i proceded to throw up some more, then we dipped out back to his dorm. Pretty crazy eh? I'll bet that dude's never gonna forget the time some hippy-ass white kid threw up on him and dipped out. I just hope I didn't commit a hate crime. Oh well, anyways thats my story of how I threw up on the ghetto black guy and lived to tell about it. THE END
I was a little drunk and I laighed and spit my ... well whatever it was.. on my friend. He wasnt mad thogh. He was like Amanada are you ok? and then he drove me home. Aw I love him
Hilarious, haha By the way, jungle juice is when you have a kiddie pool, and everyone brings some alcohol to the party, and dumps it in the pool. The resulting mixture of all the many beverages is called jungle juice (at least where i come from).
Had a friend drunk at a concert. In the lot he tried to talk to this girl all smooth. Then he barfed on her. Ran away. ha ha. but she didn't try to kick his ass.
Yeah, it is true. There was this white dude, looking kind of white trashish and waz goin down on..anyway think he may have thought what is this street dude doin hurling on me. That is my story of how I threw up on a white dude. I guess it is humorous cause he may have been trailer trash? Or I may be? I may even be black or white or a green ghetto alien?