O the beginning
HAHA Whipped Cream
Here We Go...Brace Your self...
All Done...
So the day has FINALLY come, Zach is 21. The night started off good we went to the first bar were Zach had a few shots and played some pool. Then this man came up to us and started talking. Now I have nothing against meeting new people, but I don't trust any man drunk with a walker and a bag of 10 different meds in the front basket of it. He surprisingly still kicked Zach's ass in pool though... When he started getting clingy me and Pablo pulled the plug on it REAL fast! Also my brother Brian asked Zach to be in his wedding that night too :) Okay now to the usual breakdown of a 21st birthday. Zach has this major problem with never knowing when he has had to much. Its not his fault, really. So there he was having shot after shot after shot (Thank you Pablo & Heather for that) and suddenly, just as I predicted to everyone, it all hit him at once. Luckily when we got to the apartment. Unfortunately that also consisted of him spilling fruit punch on the floor and throwing a shot of Bacardi 151 all over Pablo's pants. Which I had to wash. After an hour of puking he had officially fulfilled the stereotypical 21st birthday and was now part of the club. Despite it all (seriously Zach is the WORST, SLOPPIEST drunk) it really was a fun night.
DID YOU KNOW HOW IT WOULD END
