genuinefrek

So apparently I now have to tell the tale of my ST. PATTY'S day...



So I went to South Street in Philly with the awesome Laz and Ellen. Laz brought his bag pipes and wore his kilt, this got us lots and lots of free drinks.

We stumbled around south street for awhile, and just off the main street was this bar called O' Reily's. We went inside and hung out for a bit. We were about to leave, bu decided to check out the upstairs first. We got up there and the owner of the bar came over and asked Laz to play. Laz played a tune and everyone cheered ,the owner bought him a beer, and this drunk guy came up and tipped him like 25 bucks. This older lady came over and asked him to play some more and offered to buy us all a round. So for the rest of the night, Laz played and she bought us drinks. She was apparently the widow of a New Jersey senator or something.

We then stumble down to the diner. We eat food and made drunken phone calls to people, sorry Cunningham. Ellen was sober by this point and we drove home. So the moral of the story is, get a guy that plays the bag pipes, go to philly and get free drinks. It was fucking awesome I had a great time.


I'm Rick James BITCH...*Slap* cold blooded..
I'm drunk and ready for bed...