So it is the end of my 3 day weekend. Canada was a waste of my time. Well not entirely, it is always good to go to Canada and it was my first time in Vancouver. But they only chica I talked to that was semi-interesting left early cause of a drunk friend. And because my friends wanted to leave a perfectly decent bar, with live music and people who dance like me. 
But my buddy got overly drunk and yelled at every bum. And kept ranting about being a hard working black man. Then we stood in line for a club for like 2 hours. I hate clubs, I love bars. But with only 2 room keys for 4 guys we couldn't split up all that easily. Not only that but every plan we had arranged fell through. At least the bartender was cool as hell and got me lots o' free drinks, and that Hanna lady I talked to was awesome. Oh well, better luck next time. 
I like pirates.
But my buddy got overly drunk and yelled at every bum. And kept ranting about being a hard working black man. Then we stood in line for a club for like 2 hours. I hate clubs, I love bars. But with only 2 room keys for 4 guys we couldn't split up all that easily. Not only that but every plan we had arranged fell through. At least the bartender was cool as hell and got me lots o' free drinks, and that Hanna lady I talked to was awesome. Oh well, better luck next time. I like pirates.