mydeconstruction

I had a great amount of drunken fun last night, and I was only drunk for a very short period of time. The night started off at Micky's Tavern on State Road in Upper Darby, and after closing the place, and dragging the bartender with us (a friend), my self and several others grabbed some six packs and found our way to the apartment of a group of very entertaining and fun women that we know so well. The night concluded with fezzik, our happy drunk Clinton, and Laura, the girl everyone loves, going to the big L for some breakfast (by this time it was 7:30 am). From that time we proceed to order our food, and fezzik calls a "friend of ours" who has been a huge dick lately; half-drunk, and free of inhibitions, he tells the dick everything he needs to hear that fezzik should have slapped him in the face with a long time ago. The comedy continues as we figure out what to do with Clinton, who is drunk, as usual, beyond driving. He wants to go to his car, but after many attempts we convince him to go home, and he tells us when he wakes at 8:00 am (it is already 8:30 at this point), he is going to call fezzik to pick up the car. He then proceeds to go home, and says good night, see you in twenty minutes. Go figure. Laura is dropped off, fezzik is dropped off, and I make my way home, stumblin' in at quarter of 9. FUN. Trust me, you had to be there.