Why is it that wankers always ruin everything worth ruining? A collegiate crowd has taken over my favourite bar...last night there was frat fucks as far as the eye could see!
After we decide to split, we're waiting outside for a friend to grab her jacket before heading to another venue and this bitch in line drops her mega-slurpie on the pavement which splashes all over both Charity and I's boots....no apology forthcoming I mouth off...I normally avoid conversing with the hoy-paloy but c'mon who brings a slushie to wait in line at a dowtown bar....in the fucking winter?
My other friend Natalie, who had managed to get ripped before even leaving her apartment comes over. Charity uses her state to our advantage and orders her to hit the girl in the head with her very own cup. Despite the fact that this girl can barely stand up manages to hit her in the back of the head...really hard...so hard that her head went forward...oops.
I decide it's best to go get holly inside which infuriates the 60 people in line who think I"m blowing the door guy. I find holly with coat in hand, tell her the dirty details, and as we're coming out of the club, doesn't she say hi to the girl we just hit....apparently they know each other from class.....here is the next conversation:
Keegan: Holly, that's the girl!
Holly: Which girl?
Keegan: The one we hit!
Holly: Where?
Keegan: The girl you were just talking to!!!
Holly: No!
Keegan: Yes!
Holly: No!
Keegan: O.K., no, I'm lying!!!!!
Holly: Fuck off, Why would you do that?
Keegan: I didn't, they did (pointing at my drunk friends)! Plus she started it!
Muhahahaha! My friend Charity is such a scrapper.... I blame everything on her!
So that was how I spent my saturday night. How was everyone else's?
After we decide to split, we're waiting outside for a friend to grab her jacket before heading to another venue and this bitch in line drops her mega-slurpie on the pavement which splashes all over both Charity and I's boots....no apology forthcoming I mouth off...I normally avoid conversing with the hoy-paloy but c'mon who brings a slushie to wait in line at a dowtown bar....in the fucking winter?
My other friend Natalie, who had managed to get ripped before even leaving her apartment comes over. Charity uses her state to our advantage and orders her to hit the girl in the head with her very own cup. Despite the fact that this girl can barely stand up manages to hit her in the back of the head...really hard...so hard that her head went forward...oops.
I decide it's best to go get holly inside which infuriates the 60 people in line who think I"m blowing the door guy. I find holly with coat in hand, tell her the dirty details, and as we're coming out of the club, doesn't she say hi to the girl we just hit....apparently they know each other from class.....here is the next conversation:
Keegan: Holly, that's the girl!
Holly: Which girl?
Keegan: The one we hit!
Holly: Where?
Keegan: The girl you were just talking to!!!
Holly: No!
Keegan: Yes!
Holly: No!
Keegan: O.K., no, I'm lying!!!!!
Holly: Fuck off, Why would you do that?
Keegan: I didn't, they did (pointing at my drunk friends)! Plus she started it!
Muhahahaha! My friend Charity is such a scrapper.... I blame everything on her!
So that was how I spent my saturday night. How was everyone else's?
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anyhew, put up some new stuff. how about tis for gold
as opposed to smack my bitch up, smacked up by bitches?
i cant wait to find a school desk. muaha.