Ode to the Heroes of the Drunks

Yes, we all have been there....SO gone that your acting a fool. It's fun, but it can def get you in trouble.....note to self: don't lick people.....This weekend my girlfriend and a best friend got drunk for the best friend's bday. When I met up them they were already gone, and it made me realize I wasn't getting drunk that...Why you may ask? Well I have this thing about me, If I'm not drunk before the girls that I am around, then I won't get drunk just because I figured I will be taking care of them afterward. Of course I will let them have their fun, watch them bitch out every person in their way. Wear my shoes on the wrong feet so they won't have to go to the bathroom in their heels...oh yea the bathroom was across the hall. I'll let them get comfy as they forced themselves to take a nap on my lap. Let them complain to me about every little problem that they would never really think about but now they're drunk. OH and the most important, holding their hair, patting their backs as they hurl. Now I know what your thinking, what an awesome night, but actually I wouldn't have it any other way, they both had their fun and that's what matters and I realize I've made others do it for me. So this is to the Heroes of the Drunks, those amazing friends/family that makes sure you get back from club/frat/bars/house parties in one piece.
I'll leave with some pics to better explain my story:

The Girls

Me

Thanks friends for taking care of me and you know I got you.