Nope. I'm fairly adamant about it as well.
The closest was actually two weekends ago during Stampede. I was at my buddy's bachelor party.
It was a pub crawl. I had about 4 drinks on the night (over about a 4 hour period), and we were at the 3rd of 4 bars. By then my friend was toasted. So much so that he passed out on the sidewalk in front of Back Alley. We all had a few drinks in us (some more than others). But we figured we needed to get him home. Since I drank the least, my buddy insisted I go and pick up the car from Cowboys. I told him not a chance. I asked my friend to call his wife to help us get him home, but he didn't want to because he didn't want to make his wife drive there from Airdrie (plus I think he wanted to keep drinking lol).
So instead, I broke the cardinal rule of a stag and called the fiance. She was not impressed (downright upset really). My friend woke up from his drunken stupor and insisted that she not come.
By this time about another hour has passed by, and I felt perfectly fine. I could even feel the alcohol dissipating from my mouth, leaving that gross dry film in my mouth. So I decided I would at least get to the car first.
Getting to the car involved a 20 block walk to the Chinook Station, a short train ride, and another 5 block walk from Olympic Plaza to Cowboys. By then I was completely fine. So I drove the car to Tequila.
When we got there, found out my friend somehow disappeared on 17th Ave somewhere. That lead to a whole new set of problems that I care not to discuss in detail in this thread :P
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