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So it was my birthday, and I got wasted. Everyone in two different bars got me drinks. I was doing okay until Barry gave me a shot of 151. I was sipping Bacardi as if it were my day of birth. Anyway, usually when I drink I end up getting into a fight or sexually harassing someone or breaking something or something horrible, but I did pretty well. Well, almost. I did grab this girl Alison's boob and proceed to hit on her all night. She was clearly not into me, and I said some stupid shit to her and even if I had a chance (which I didn't) my anti-game fucked it up. Then I told this other girl Alison that both her boyfriend and her wanted to fuck me because I was so hot, and that I could ruin their relationship by stealing either one of them from the other. It was me at my finest. Anyway, I was leaving the bar to go to my friend Dylan's house when he punched me in the ass as I was saying good bye to one of the Alison's so I chased him down and jump kicked him in the back. He went crashing face first into the front door and the owner of the bar. So I am trying to explain to the owner of the bar how we are just friends and its all good, when Dylan runs back in the door and starts punching me in the head. I don't want to piss off the owner, so I just sit there and take his beating. Then he bitched out and biked home before I could settle the fight. So I went over to his house, sat down next to him, and watched CKY4. Then I went home and tried to pass out. But of course I couldn't because I am insane, so I posted drunken reviews on garageband.com and babbled at people on the SG chat room. Then around 3PM I went to lunch and ate food, got sick and passed out. Over all a good night. Tonight I went out and all these people had heard about me getting drunk and gave me shit. It was weird how small this city is that in two days everyone knows how I made a jack ass out of myself again. God bless Richmond.