This is one of my favorite stories ever! I don't know if it will be as funny to the people who weren't there, but I know it is hilarious for at least two of the people who were.
Before I start I must offer a disclaimer - I know that there were bad decisions made during the original filming of this episode, and I don't encourage anyone to follow in my footsteps.
Way back in the day, there was a bar called Mr. Lucky's. On the weekends people who were underage could enter the bar after hours when they weren't serving alcohol. So BFL and I would stay the night at Freckles' house so we could stay out until the wee hours of the morning without having to ask Match (or let her know).
I must have been a senior in high school when this went down because Freckles was home visiting from college. And I'm not going to lie, there were times that we used fake IDs to get in to the bar during regular hours and I'm not 100% certain that we didn't do that in this story.
What I do remember is this:
I was driving that night, and we were in my old truck. At some point we were in the bar and we noticed a group of three of four guys who intrigued us. Before we got a chance to chat with them in the bar, the lights came on and it was time to go. As fate would have it, they were parked just a couple of spaces down from us and I decided that we weren't going to miss an opportunity twice, so I called out to one of the guys. He came over, we had a chat, blah, blah, blah.
After a couple of minutes, it was decided that we would all go to another location to continue the partying. So the girls and I started down the road in my truck, and they were enjoying the remaining vodka and SunnyD that hadn't been consumed before we went into the bar. So I'm driving and Freckles is taking a drink and we have to come to a sudden stop. Some of the drink goes up her nose and she freaks out!
She starts telling us that we need to take her "straight to the ER." BFL and I, of course, are laughing hysterically. Freckles does not think it is funny as she continues to tell us that she got vodka up her nose and it is going straight to her brain. She has alcohol poisoning and we must go directly to the ER!
(I'm literally laughing hysterically again remembering it!)
Needless to say, we did not go to the ER. We did end up after-partying with the boys. BFL ended up ripping her pants. Freckles ended up having a meltdown about a park. And we ended up laying down to fall asleep in her living room no more than 5 minutes before her dad woke up to go to work.