I got into the moonshine hard in our basement bar at the fraternity house. I was running the bar and had everything set up that I could serve people, play the music, and lounge at the same time. When other people tried to come behind the bar I would get mad and throw stuff at them. I started chugging the moonshine and whiskey and beer and that sent me full blown manic. I tore the bar flap off the side of the bar and threw it across the basement. At this point I was king of the world and felt no pain.
The guys had enough and stormed the bar and carried me to a captains chair and said they were gonna tie me down so I didnt hurt myself. This made me even more excited because I knew it would be good practice for when they finally hauled me off to the looney bin. I told them to handcuff me, bind my legs and arms and tie my head to the chair with rope through my mouth. They did and then the challenge was on. I rocked the chair til it fell to the floor. They picked me back up. I told them to loosen the handcuffs because they were hurting my wrists. Ahh but a hidden motive here. I threw myself to the ground another time to help loosen the restraints. When they set me back up I said I would behave.
I waited a while til they weren't paying attention. I slipped my head out of the rope, cutting the sides of my mouth. I then pulled the handcuffs off my wrists, taking off several layers of skin. Finally I planted my feet and pulled through at least 5 layers of heavy duty trash bags to free my arms, leaving my forearms black for over a week. I untied my legs and went sprinting for the door and ran around the neighborhood screaming.
Next my buddy pretended to be crying because he felt so bad for doing it, so i went to get my other friend. He knew it was a joke and refused to come down to help our friend. This sent me into a rage and I began screaming at him. I raised my fist to hit him, but that good person inside of me couldn't do it.
I gave up, went a cried for a while, then sat down at the computer I had taken from work without asking and started working on some computer software I wasn't authorized to copy. I finally put my 40 ounce beer down at 5 am.
Luckily my buddy's mom and dad came later that morning and got me to the ER.