armed with a mind

earlier tonight marshall and craig got completely obliterated. they started off with "long island ice teas" which alone is enough alcohol to get them drunk. but they drank a couple and then finished the night off with several beers, which they had at adam's. i drove them to adam's at about one am and they seemed pretty alright. craig was definitely almost there and but it seemed as though marshall had just started getting a little drunk. by about 2am craig looked like hell. he sat on adam's stoop with me and i could tell that he was trashed. i went inside to get marshall, who was playing flip cup with full cups of beer, so that we could leave. craig kept insisting that he was okay, but a few minutes later he stumbled to the back of the house and puked. Meanwhile, Marshall was peeing on the side of the house. marshall still seemed okay enough. about 10 minutes after we left, marshall and craig both asked me to pull over so they could throw up. i stopped at sheetz on the way back to pick up some water and plastic bags for the two of them, who, at the time, were vomiting in the parking lot. i had to stop one last time before we got home so they could throw up.
somehow between adam's and the apartment marshall became severely drunk. when i came inside from the car, i changed into my pajamas to get ready for bed. i heard noises in the bathroom and thinking it was marshall, i knocked. but it was craig... marshall was still out in the car, confused as to where he was. anyway, marshall kept puking, i stayed up and still am up because i have to make sure he's okay.
the whole point of this is that i wanted to say that i'm glad i stopped drinking when i did. i know i got sick, but i never got this sick. and i think it's stupid that people do things like this to themselves, but they do and i can't stop them. but maybe this taught them a lesson?