Blackout or Blackout?

So last night was Grad 2012 (woot) and I got right drunk. I was a little bit wastey-pants on the limo which was around two and my parents (to their surprise) got to see me doing shots and getting tipsy. Although I was never as shittered as Vinnie was. 

Later at Laura’s we just partied hard. Did a shot or six and had some mildly inappropriate conversations. Then later I convinced a girl to beer bong a bunch of partial palm bays she was carrying around. She followed up by saying I should beer bong my rum and orange juice drink. And that was the last thing I remember. Literally blackout. I woke up this morning sleeping on the ground in someone else’s tent at the foot of their bed. oooops.