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The night before we played Florida my freshman year (I went to U. of Tennessee)campus was crazy with parties. Since I was a sheltered Christian, my social life at the time wasn't that exciting.

My roomie, who was going through a "Lifetime movie" breakup with her boyfriend of 2 years, wandered in at 4 a.m. essentially not knowing where she was or what her name was. She proceeded to run up and down the halls stripping her clothes off, which woke up about 20 people on the floor. Since I had never dealt with a drunk, I got her best friend, who lived next door, to help me. For the next two hours we struggled to sober her up. We tried everything-a cold shower, force feeding her bread, but she wouldn't calm down. She finally passed out around 6 a.m.

An hour later I woke up to see her sitting on MY BED throwing up straight vodka all over MY Comforter (at 100 lbs, 12 glasses of hunch punch really messes you up). I managed to get her back to sleep in her bed and changed my sheets for a few hours of sleep. When we woke her up the next morning fearing alcohol poisoning, she was still drunk. We forced her to get dressed and go eat at the cafeteria. While walking there, we kept passing group tours of prospective students with their parents, as well as a few Florida fans. Everytime she saw a Gator, she would yell "F--- Florida" at the top of her longs and stare at the visiting parents.

It wasn't until we were standing in Neyland Stadium around 1 p.m. that she started to sober up and feel sick. I've always wondered if any of those students visiting that Saturday decided to go to UT.

Everytime she saw a Gator, she would yell "F--- Florida"

I bet she was saying the same thing Saturday night.

#125..Yipes!...Did you get my roommate????

That's where I went too!-

See my earlier post.....LOL

What a pleasant night that must have been. LOL