It was Dave's 25th birthday. We were at Susan's Apt in Ann Arbor.
Dave
had been drinking pretty steadily all night. Kate and I made
Dave a particularly strong drink. We put every type of alcohol in the drink along with a splash of coke.
At some point we sung Happy Birtday and cut the cake. Due to crowd request, I cut loose on the second half of the song and sung "Happy Fucking Birthday Muther Fucker." It was pretty hillarious, Dave's parents were there and everything.
Later that night right before
Dave puked over the balcony, I got him to sing "Zombie" by The Cranberries. I knew this was going to be pretty interesting,
Dave couldn't even stand up, let alone sing. I was stone cold sober because I was driving Kate home. Both
Dave and I mumbled our way through the song. I mumbled because I just mumble,
Dave was mumbling because he was waisted.
Dave spent most of the song laying on his back trying to sing into the microphone which was on the ground somewhere in the . . .
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