If I remember right.. or right enough'ish...
We were in San Diego. I think it was Memorial Day weekend.
My friends parents had a condo right downtown, so we'd been drinking..
We had tickets for a Padres/Nationals baseball game, so we walked to the stadium, drank a good amount (WINE!) at the game.
Left the game, found a bar, had some more.. and some more..
Then when walking back to the condo (we were VERY drunk), we decided to stop at the Ralphs across the street and get some more booze..
Once we got inside.. we all got separated and went our own way.. I think I was looking for some sort of bandages or something.. and just passed out into the diapers.. here is a picture of me after I was told to leave the store..
As we're walking out my friends wife just rips into the 30 pack of beer and opens up a beer.. in the middle of the street.. thankfully we were only a block from the condo and (I assume) we made it back okay.
It was a lot of fun, that year (I think it was 2010) was probably my most fun year as an adult, I turned 30, was single, and just went balls-out pretty much the whole year. Le sigh. To be relatively young again!