THIS IS THE BEST DRUNK STORY EVER!!!!!!!!!!!
On Friday night I was on my way to the Emo Inn Sports bar. It's the closest watering hole to my home...about 20 minutes to drive. I stopped to pick up a pack of cigarettes and ran into my cousin Kyle Darrah who used to be a Jehova's Wittness but is now the biggest pothead/drunk in the district. He invited me to MacDonald's...not the resteraunt, the home of.
Mr. Mel McDonald is the father and he has an entourage of drunk/pothead sons. I played pool for shots of fireball and smoked massive amounts. It was great.
We went to the EMo Inn a little around midnight and that's where I start to forget. Apparently when the bartender came into the bathroom I was laying facedown on the floor. When she asked what I was doing I replied, "Just getting up!"
I for REAL don't even remember being there. I don't remember going home but I do remember waking up in a Semi-truck. That is correct...I ended up going with Rus (McDonald) to the sleeper in his pulp truck and making sweet love for most of the night.
On Saturday, needless to say, I was over at the McDonald residence once again and this time we got a double bed.
I'm starting to like it here. It's very interesting and could be the subject of an amazing art project.
On Friday night I was on my way to the Emo Inn Sports bar. It's the closest watering hole to my home...about 20 minutes to drive. I stopped to pick up a pack of cigarettes and ran into my cousin Kyle Darrah who used to be a Jehova's Wittness but is now the biggest pothead/drunk in the district. He invited me to MacDonald's...not the resteraunt, the home of.
Mr. Mel McDonald is the father and he has an entourage of drunk/pothead sons. I played pool for shots of fireball and smoked massive amounts. It was great.
We went to the EMo Inn a little around midnight and that's where I start to forget. Apparently when the bartender came into the bathroom I was laying facedown on the floor. When she asked what I was doing I replied, "Just getting up!"
I for REAL don't even remember being there. I don't remember going home but I do remember waking up in a Semi-truck. That is correct...I ended up going with Rus (McDonald) to the sleeper in his pulp truck and making sweet love for most of the night.
On Saturday, needless to say, I was over at the McDonald residence once again and this time we got a double bed.
I'm starting to like it here. It's very interesting and could be the subject of an amazing art project.
*thunderous applause*