...stayed after hours... had a bunch of shots...somebody played a song(so I was told), got out of my chair w/confidence wanted to dance and fell on the side of my head and hurt myself.

One of the funny things was that the two most petite girls picked my fat ass up and walked my ass across the street home.

I blacked out, forgot shit.

So I asked if I did/say anything stupid and they kept saying, "Well Darrell, lets just say we've all gotten that drunk."

I still have a little anxiety about what really happened, I will continue to investigate.