I've put some pics up to illustrate the fashion disaster that I am.
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So I went to see some friends tonight. We ended up at this other guy I sort of know's bbq. A lot of boose gets consumed along with some pot.
So it's around 2am, K (who shall remain nameless) has had too much to drink and has gotten really obnoxious. He tips over the table, I get my arm covered with oil. This also kills the night.
So I end up having to guide two of the guys, K and A back to their respective places. K is being a huge ass. At the corner of st-denis, minor issue, A decides to take K's bike and ride away in the wrong direction, too drunk to keep the bike in anything close to a straight line. I catch up with him.
Crossing the street back again, K decides to go ahead through a yellow light, halfway through, it turns red and a taxi starts moving forward. K then pushes his bike in front of the taxi. The taxi rams it and K get in an argument with the driver.
Next thing I know, K is being dragged by the taxi over about 100 feets. He rolls on the asphalt when his arm gets free.
Follows much trouble with the paramedics and the cops. The cops end up booking him for the night.
Meanwhile, A has disappeared and I'm left with K's bike. I walk the bike to A's place and then wonder what happened with A.
Getting very worried, I grab a cab back to where A disappeared. After some searching, I find A stumbled against the wall of a nearby building, someone threw him some coins. He's mucho asleep at this point. I grab a glass of water from a sympathetic falafel joint worker even though the place his closed and I wake A up with water.
Then it's one more cab ride to A's place with an again passed-out A.
And now, I'm back home after a quick cab ride and it's 5am, I am down 35$ in cab fare, an acquaintance is sobering up in jail and another friend is going to be looking for his bike pretty soon. Yay.
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So I went to see some friends tonight. We ended up at this other guy I sort of know's bbq. A lot of boose gets consumed along with some pot.
So it's around 2am, K (who shall remain nameless) has had too much to drink and has gotten really obnoxious. He tips over the table, I get my arm covered with oil. This also kills the night.
So I end up having to guide two of the guys, K and A back to their respective places. K is being a huge ass. At the corner of st-denis, minor issue, A decides to take K's bike and ride away in the wrong direction, too drunk to keep the bike in anything close to a straight line. I catch up with him.
Crossing the street back again, K decides to go ahead through a yellow light, halfway through, it turns red and a taxi starts moving forward. K then pushes his bike in front of the taxi. The taxi rams it and K get in an argument with the driver.
Next thing I know, K is being dragged by the taxi over about 100 feets. He rolls on the asphalt when his arm gets free.
Follows much trouble with the paramedics and the cops. The cops end up booking him for the night.
Meanwhile, A has disappeared and I'm left with K's bike. I walk the bike to A's place and then wonder what happened with A.
Getting very worried, I grab a cab back to where A disappeared. After some searching, I find A stumbled against the wall of a nearby building, someone threw him some coins. He's mucho asleep at this point. I grab a glass of water from a sympathetic falafel joint worker even though the place his closed and I wake A up with water.
Then it's one more cab ride to A's place with an again passed-out A.
And now, I'm back home after a quick cab ride and it's 5am, I am down 35$ in cab fare, an acquaintance is sobering up in jail and another friend is going to be looking for his bike pretty soon. Yay.