Well here's another one to add to the list of how AWESOME I was on Tuesday, which had to be told to me by witnesses because I have zero recollection of it. Apparently we went to Wagamama for dinner after the last bar, and I could barely keep my head off the table. Wagamama is one of those places that has long communal tables, but they may be rethinking that idea after this...
Woman (in neighbouring group): Excuse me, what are you eating?
Scooter: Well this is #32, the noodles with chicken--
Zander (waking up for 5 seconds): Hi, I'm black.
Domini: Oh my god, why are you telling her that??
Zander: Cause maybe she wants some of this for dinner.
I'm impressed that I was that clever in that condition. My friends were absolutely horrified. Although I will admit her comeback was pretty good too:
Woman: Um thanks, I think I'll stick to the menu.
Of course I'd already passed out on the table again, so I'm not even sure her comeback counts. But yeah, point of all this is that I'm uber cool.