Sunday, January 27, 2008

Drunken Ladies Adventure







I'm going out with my girls last Sat night, after we all get ready and have a few pre-party drinks. We head out to what they call in Whitby a club, we immediately start doing shots of tequila........Aye! Aye! Aye! You guessed it was not but soon after we were hammered, while we were indulging however we ran into a few security guards from our work and they joined the party of course. Which was pretty handy later on in the evening since there were a couple creepers but my security guard Melissa protected me and told them to fuck off, I felt like I could do anything I wanted. From here I don't remember much about the bar that evening, but here is how they described me at the bar............"You Dancing like a goof ball all night, you had no shame, you were hugging all the bouncers that looked unhappy to try to cheer them up, and you had 19yr old groupies following you around cuz they loved you."


The way home I do remember I felt a little less drunk cuz of that cold air hitting me as we walked to get a cab, on the way there all the girls were not happy about the cold and the walk. We gots to do it though, on the way to our mission I see a cop car so I lean in and ask for a ride (still no shame). I guess I was cuter then I felt cuz they told all of us to hop in and we did, my drunk ass wasn't all hot for the cops but girlfriends was. I profusely embarrassed my girlfriend by asking to hold their guns, and to turn on the sirens. After they dropped one of my girlfriends off me and my friend got dropped off so we could smoke a doobie at a friends, we get out they tell us to call dispatch and what to say if we need a ride home. So we smoke this doobie and somehow(can't remember how it was started) my friend Mel was beat boxing, which she didn't know she could do. This guy that was there was free styling and I was singing, then the guy who is free styling asks me to be on his album that he is gonna make which is prolly all drunken bs but still very flattering. It is time for bed I am exhausted and fucked up, the cops pick us up again to drive us home. As we approach they ask us to add them to facebook, but how am I supposed to remember a name in that state? The drunken adventure is over and I am in my warm bed and all I have to worry about is how many kicks and punches I'm gonna get from my girlfriend sleeping next to me.

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