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On my 21st birthday I was determined to do my 21 shots, starting at 730p to 1230a, I had 27 drinks and I made my 21 shots. After being carried out of the bar, not wanting to leave at all, we went back to my apartment. I wanted to go to another bar just down the street and my friends said no and I told them fine, I was going to drive. So, they weren't going to let me drive or go, but they wanted to watch me attempt to get into my car. Well, I never did and I fell on the pavement but I was too drunk and had zero reaction time to put my hands down, so I just face planted. The next morning I wake up cause I have a test, and my face is killing me, not remembering anything that happened past right before leaving the bar, I asked my friend what happened to my face. She said, "You like to tell everyone you got in a bar fight, everyone else says you face planted in the parking lot." Black eye and scraps on the face...
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