CUUUUUUUUUP! Part II

Okay, so it has taken about this long to make sure all the stories are straight.
Here is what I know happened from first hand knowledge:
We got up and rolling at like 7AM and I was sporting a Vineyard Vines tie and blazer due to the cool weather.
We left about 9AM from Charlotte and maybe were at the spot setting up at noon. About an hour later than desired...it could have been more like 12:30.
I started the "Cuuuuupppppp, wooooooooo!" rallies around 10AM somewhere south of Chester. It caught on like wildfire. Nothing like having a bus of 23 people yell "Wooooooooo" as though it were scripted without breaking stride in conversation when a "Cuuuuuup" was let loose. Agent orange got a phone call and message with the first "call' of the day.
Set up was easy, the food was good, and we had a ton of freaking alcohol.
We did have numerous women, not just men, jump off the bus following the first bathroom stop, to pee in the woods/weeds/front and side yards of the houses along the route. Can't say that anyone was innocent. This was on the way down.
I drank a lot, ran into frat club, talked shit to some dude that told me to go back to Villanova even after he heard me speak (what a douche), and got kinda pissed when it started raining.
It rained. A lot in a short time period, and I still don't have my tent back, not that I care about it at this point. Thank god I am the weather man and convinced the girl that she and I needed to take rain coats. Double edged sword for me for helping get stuff gathered up. Great call for her.
Keg tosses happened after the rain while waiting to get out of the infield. I thought about playing along until I saw some dude about my drunken level fall on his ass after trying the spin and toss technique.
I don't remember riding home but do remember making my hair into a drunken mohawk and full spikey look after getting on the bus post rain.
I fell off a two foot wall, and landed funny and was bruised for the next four days after we got back.
Got cleaned up and sober enough to make a Chairmen of the Board concert in Charlotte after the four hour return ride to top off the evening.
I dozed off on the couch before making it to bed.

Other things I was told happened but don't remember:
I stepped into a heated argument and gave numbers to the good guys. Drunk fighting didn't happen.
I was the only person to play along with the organizers dance party on the bus. No shuffle involved.
Cucumbers were apparently the most awesome food ever and I hate a whole bag of them while trying to drink a Jack and Ginger that was more like Jack with a splash and throwing out a mostly good piece of chicken.
I missed one of the pit stops on the way home as I was passed out.
I took a bunch of pictures with the girl. I'm lucky she is still dating me as I could have passed from the scary old guy behind the hotel desk in a few of them. Okay, most of them. Thank god she was partaking in the alcohol too.
I talked to some lady in a van while the old dudes in the back drank the rest of the Jack straight from the bottle. Apparently she and I were friends.


More stories to come I am sure. It's just been over a week.


By the way, it rained late in the day. That sucked.