[Charles Henrickson]

the bottle rocket blew up in the defendant's rectum. . . .

Rectum? Nearly killed him!

[cripplecreek]

Can’t say I’ve ever been that drunk and I was an all star hall of famer drunk.

[ConorMacNessa]

I must be culturally deprived - I got all the way though my undergrad days without the knowledge of what a bottle-rocket is.



Etiam non princeps sed usque ad genua, Principis Pacis!

Listen, O isles, unto me; and hearken, ye people, from far; The LORD hath called me from the womb; from the bowels of my mother hath he made mention of my name. (Isaiah 49:1 KJV)

[bigheadfred]

“Did you drive home?”

“Of course. I was too drunk to walk...”

[Harley]

Them West Virginia college students are pretty smart. They should make this an annual fraternity event and get some videos next time.

[AnAmericanAbroad]

Fat, drunk and stupid is no way to go through life, son.

[coloradan]

I could be mistaken here but I think you’re supposed to stick the skinny, long wood end into your anus and not the short, stubby, fused cardboard end. This might even be worth double-checking before the fuse is lit.

[Izzy Dunne]

It is unclear [...] whether Hughes was injured [..] when the bottle rocket exploded in his rectum.

I'm going out on a limb here, and voting "yes".

Dang near blew his brains out!

[DaxtonBrown]

Someone doesn’t have a sense of humor.
At one fraternity where I boarded, they’d tie a string to a brick and the other end to the pledges’ **** They’d then throw the brick off the balcony (having conveniently snipped the string). Hilarity ensued.
How I miss those days.

[Never on my watch]

Any story that includes "...when the bottle rocket exploded in his rectum" is going to offer a chuckle.

Unless you are associated in some way with the rectum in question.

[freedumb2003]

“Rectum? Damn near killed ‘im!”

[Mmogamer]

No, I can’t say that I have.

[bigbob]

A. something to tell his grandkids about
B. seemed like a good idea at the time
C. potential Darwin award runner-up
D. gives new meaning to “blow it out yer azz!”

[ExGeeEye]

I have been so drunk that I walked from my dorm to my frat house (bruising my shoulder on a tree along the way), maudlinly confessed my deep love to one of the sorority chix I only sort of liked, barfed on the floor next to the porcelain idol, and fell asleep in a corner until a couple of the bros walked my hungover a$$ back home.

No, I have never been so drunk I wanted to shoot fireworks out of my butt.

[SpaceBar]

Past a certain point, when the euphoric effects plateau off as a function of consumption, alcohol becomes just a poison. Rational judgement is affected up to a point, and those who go beyond that limit do it, not out of intoxication, but out of stupidity. As for the original question, no, never considered shooting a bottle rocket up my butt.

[Never on my watch]

Having never been a part of the fraternity experience, I don’t know how you get to the point where you are willing to follow someone’s direction when they say “Drop your pants and shove this in your a$$.”

[Dallas59]

Never been so stupid. These kids are in college???

[Opinionated Blowhard]

In my youth, I was highly intoxicated around bottle rockets and other fireworks. Thankfully, I never got the bright idea to put any in my rectum, although we used to shoot them directly at each other.

[Springman]

Speechless ping.

[Caipirabob]

I’ve been pretty “absent of mind” in my time, but to engage in this sort of behavior speaks of a level of personal depravity that inebriation would barely touch.