last night i was up to my craazy antics again. $1 pbr night at 'baldi's in my hood. pre-draank (as celebration of jenni's last night in town, and her last bullshit school paper ever with jenni, kelly, mike, & steve at my place and met up with chaachi (ryan) and his boys. it was sippin' whiskey, quick-shots of jager, and so on until we were doing interpraative daances to a game of pool. i was hyper and sweaty drunk. there was a baasket of fries involved at some point along the way.......
laast caall!!! and too many fallen soldiers. i picked up the slack with gusto, and others did the same. i didn't notice the cigarette butt in my second bottle. it went down......aall the waay!!!
i knew immediately that i was going to puke, but i keep cool under pressure and walk to the bathroom. i vomit up a cigarette butt and a small amount of beer. it was fucking naasty!!! i still have that shittytaaste in my mouth even after countless brushings and even orbit gum.
anyway, everyone is fucked up, some of us have to work at 5 in the a.m., and the scaattering was ludicrous. jenni drives ryan's car, i drive steve's van, kelly hitches a ride home with mike. steve crashed at my place (i told him to not sleep in my bed because it is infested with crabs - it's not, though), i crashed at jen & kelly's, and jen crashed at chaaachi's paad.
now here's where shit gets crazy. where the fuck is jen? her plane leaves for texaas at 11 a.m., and i'm her motherfucking ride! kelly needs jenni's car to get to work, already running late, and i'm up at 7:30 which is really fucking raare these days. we can't quite piece together who went where, etc.... i finally track down jen, get her breakfast on, print her paper out, and get her to the airport with all her bags a half-hour before scheduled depaarture.
then i took a long road trip, for me. i haardly ever venture west of 6th street, and i drove all the way out to 'staallis to meet kelly on her work break for lunch. cousin's subs and lemonade, consumed in my rusted-as-fuck $300 1984 toyota corolla hatchback, my $350 classic iPod provided the tunes over 91.3 on my radio dial. these are fucking good times, these days.
but what am i gonna do without jenni for two whole weeks?
laast caall!!! and too many fallen soldiers. i picked up the slack with gusto, and others did the same. i didn't notice the cigarette butt in my second bottle. it went down......aall the waay!!!
i knew immediately that i was going to puke, but i keep cool under pressure and walk to the bathroom. i vomit up a cigarette butt and a small amount of beer. it was fucking naasty!!! i still have that shittytaaste in my mouth even after countless brushings and even orbit gum.
anyway, everyone is fucked up, some of us have to work at 5 in the a.m., and the scaattering was ludicrous. jenni drives ryan's car, i drive steve's van, kelly hitches a ride home with mike. steve crashed at my place (i told him to not sleep in my bed because it is infested with crabs - it's not, though), i crashed at jen & kelly's, and jen crashed at chaaachi's paad.
now here's where shit gets crazy. where the fuck is jen? her plane leaves for texaas at 11 a.m., and i'm her motherfucking ride! kelly needs jenni's car to get to work, already running late, and i'm up at 7:30 which is really fucking raare these days. we can't quite piece together who went where, etc.... i finally track down jen, get her breakfast on, print her paper out, and get her to the airport with all her bags a half-hour before scheduled depaarture.
then i took a long road trip, for me. i haardly ever venture west of 6th street, and i drove all the way out to 'staallis to meet kelly on her work break for lunch. cousin's subs and lemonade, consumed in my rusted-as-fuck $300 1984 toyota corolla hatchback, my $350 classic iPod provided the tunes over 91.3 on my radio dial. these are fucking good times, these days.
but what am i gonna do without jenni for two whole weeks?
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squire:
Sorry to roust ya whilst leaving the bar last night. I thought you were just giving 1Aura1 a ride home and were coming back. Have fun in green bay.
artman:
hey hey what cousins did you 2 grace? you were probably a hop,skip, and a jump away from needie and me.