Tis was monday and one of my mates birthday, so me, him and two other mates went out to a club to drink a couple of beers, celebrating him.
I drank 3 beers(7.5%) at home first, and went into town around ~nine something. Well inside the club we started drinking and I had 7 more beers, and started to feel a bit drunk. Me and my matey started to talk to some other ppl there, but since i was close to broke i didn't order anything more in.
But i did manage to spill out a girls drink who was standing next to our table with her two friends. They(both were really muscular and pretty aggressive) started arguing with me and wanted me to buy her a new one ofc, which i told them i couldn't afford, but ofc would have done otherwise. This gal, whose drink I spilled out, didn't get very upset instead she came to me and offered me two white russians and said in confidence that her mates really wanted to fuck me up good and that i should be nice to her and drink with her.. So i did, i tried to avoid a fight on my mates birthday. She then came to my regularly with drinks and shots, had more then a few tequila shots and started to get really drunk.
After that my memory is blank, apperently I became fucking wasted, and can't really remember anything after ~2 am, but this is what happened:
The girl passed out around 3 am, ambulance came and they were prett ysure someone had spiked her drink with some shit like Rohypnol (dunno the english name for it?) and not long after I passed out, just fell to ground pretty much lifeless. My mates carried my to a sevel eleven, determined to carry me all the way home to mate to let me sleep it off, but I was completely out of contact, so they to called for an ambulance and I had to go the emergancy.
the first thing i remember is sitting in a hospital corridor wit tubes going in and out of my veins and penis and a bag full of my urin on the bed next to me.. :-/
Dunno if you guys mesure the alcohole content in the blood in the same wasy as we do here, but I had 3.7 promille.. looked it up, it's called: "per thousand (mille)" or "content in parts per mille" in english? Anyways, it's kinda much. They also thought I might have had some Rohypnol to, but they didn't really give a straight answer to that question..
My GF and family was ofc scared as hell when they were notified, my friends called my GF who called my parents. When I left the hospital at four o clok in the afternoon the next day/tuesday) im pretty sure i was still drunk, heh..
I had to try and explain to my GF too why the hell i had a girls name and number written all over my arm, apperently, according to my friends, i had managed to pick up a girl while being unconcious..
Well, dunno when'll be the next time I'll drink, I think my liver needs a vacation.
Just needed to vent a little.
Another epsiode of the bane-soap opera
I'll show you where(and how) to party in my town! 
