So everyone who knows mikey knows that he has an alter ego that comes out after he has inhaled enough alcoholic beverages to make him look like a newborn baby panda. Mizel is his name and keeping everyone entertained is his game. Keeping this in mind i have a story to tell you which occured in park city at our good friend poppins (A.K.A. chris, clowtz, clitz, slitz) 21st birthday party. It all began when mizel began playing some beer pong and needed some to refil his pitcher for the next game. He went outside onto the upstairs back porch where the first keg had just recently been killed. The second keg was located on the botton deck about fifteen feet below the upper deck where mizel was located. After hearing the bad news Mizel was faced with a tough decision. he thought......"hmmm do i want to walk all the way downstairs through the crowded kitchen down the stairs past the couch out the door to wait in line to get to the keg, or do i want to hop this railing straight down to the lawn right onto the second keg.......... oh hoppin this shit fo sho!" so he did just that, he hopped right over the railing onto the hard ground fifteen feet below. He hopped up and was graciously allowed to fill his pitcher first. Mission completed!.....NOT! when mikey woke up the next morning he was greeted with bloody pants and sheets. After finding the semi large hole in his leg he decided to go to the hospital and get checked out. After returning to us later in the day he greated us with eleven brand new stitches on his left thigh............
More Mizel to come...........
So everyone who knows mikey knows that he has an alter ego that comes out after he has inhaled enough alcoholic beverages to make him look like a newborn baby panda. Mizel is his name and keeping everyone entertained is his game. Keeping this in mind i have a story to tell you which occured in park city at our good friend poppins (A.K.A. chris, clowtz, clitz, slitz) 21st birthday party. It all began when mizel began playing some beer pong and needed some to refil his pitcher for the next game. He went outside onto the upstairs back porch where the first keg had just recently been killed. The second keg was located on the botton deck about fifteen feet below the upper deck where mizel was located. After hearing the bad news Mizel was faced with a tough decision. he thought......"hmmm do i want to walk all the way downstairs through the crowded kitchen down the stairs past the couch out the door to wait in line to get to the keg, or do i want to hop this railing straight down to the lawn right onto the second keg.......... oh hoppin this shit fo sho!" so he did just that, he hopped right over the railing onto the hard ground fifteen feet below. He hopped up and was graciously allowed to fill his pitcher first. Mission completed!.....NOT! when mikey woke up the next morning he was greeted with bloody pants and sheets. After finding the semi large hole in his leg he decided to go to the hospital and get checked out. After returning to us later in the day he greated us with eleven brand new stitches on his left thigh............
More Mizel to come...........
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