marksman303

Having all this personal freedom on PAT Platoon is proving a problem. For instance, last night we realised there was nothing stopping us from getting drunk on a week night any more. So logically we decided to exercise this new found freedom and hop a cab into Fredericton. There were two major factors in the bar which led to my total destruction. 1) It was $3 Jager night. That's right any Jager shot or drink, only $3. 2) The shooter girl had a cute "girl next door" smile, a mess of curly brown hair down to her ass, a western drawl, and that curvy figure which obliterates my rational mind. She had me pegged as an easy mark, and swung by our table every 10 minutes, confident in the knowledge that I would purchase her alcohol. Long story short, she managed to get $100 out of me in under 2 hours, and my liver still hurts.

No more drinking on Tuesdays. Dam PAT Platoon.

P.S. Becky if your reading this I lost your number,