I'd like to hear your stories.

I don't get out much. But, tonight I had it locked. Tonight my best friend convinced me to come out of the cave.

She approached me and made it clear through her drunkin rambling that her and friend wanted a love triangle. IDK, she said I resembled Tobey Maguire, which at first I took as an insult, but then realized she had some sick fixation with him. This girl was dope as *** and looked like Sarah Underwood. Her friend.. not so much. Whatever, I'm psyched and down for EVERYTHING! It's clear at this point I'm guaranteed for a threesome. She wraps herself around me and proceeds to buy us round after round. The three of us end up leaving the Silhouette and heading back to her apartment.

I pass out in the car on the way back to her place.

I wake up the next morning in a twin bed next to Amare, her male roommate who informs me "You where sooo drunk, last night. Dude, it was so EPIC." "Where's Robin I respond?" He smirks and tells me "she's off to work." He then gave me his number, and told me they were all going out the following weekend and I should totally hang.

I'm a 100% sure I DID NOT *** around with this guy. I would not have made this thread if there was any doubt in my mind that I did. However, I am very confused.

I've tried calling Robin three times today and it just went to voice mail...

Can anyone relate to this?

Post your blackout stories please!

Got tons of these but don't remember any of them.