re: Drunkest You've ever Gotten

I forgot about the time I was woke up about 9am by parishioners on the steps of the Jesuit church on Baronne across from the Roosevelt one Sunday morning. It was August and the sun was beaming down on me and I was completely drenched in sweat to the point it looks like I had been in a swimmingly pool with my clothes on. I'm guessing I went to walk home and needed a break and found the front steps of the church a comfortable spot to take a rest and went to sleep.

The poor parishioners seemed a little disturbed. The crazy part is I still had my wallet and phone in my pocket.