hey,
wish i had made it to snowballs chance. however, mixing Brothers and the Gay 90s together friday night was a recipe for trouble. i should have seen it coming.
you know, i've heard a lot of my buddies talk about how much fun the 90s is, and it turns out they were right. that place is wild. It even comes complete with a gay porno bar and male strippers. it kind of makes the Meet Rack look like a huge poser. yikes. anyway, we spent most of our time in the main dance hall, and i remember being very intoxicated and dancing shirtless with kavi onstage. yikes again. There were definately some awkward moments, being a straight guy in a gay bar and all. The first good surprise was when i was peeing at the urinal and i realized the guy washing his hands next to me was not actually washing his hands, but was leaning over the divider staring at my dick. I tried to play it cool of course, but when he followed me out of the bathroom and across the dance hall i had to play my last card and went straight into the arms of my buddy matt. one lesbian told matt that, me and him were, "just the cutest couple." matt also danced shirtless onstage with a gay guy for a while, he seemed to enjoy it. his girlfriend did too. after the 90s shut down at 2:00, i think we went to some guys apartment for awhile. not sure. then we had to fit 8 people into a pontiac grand prix. matt and i, being the drunkest, volunteered for the trunk. let me tell you, if you are in the mafia and looking for a car with enough trunk room to fit more than a couple of bodies, the pontiac grand prix is not the car for you. i nearly passed out on the trip back from asphyxiation. got home around 3:30 am, vomitted into a grocery bag, fell asleep, woke up, vomitted two more times into a plastic bag. got up for good at 6:30 pm saturday. missed snowballs chance by a bunch of hours.
ed
wish i had made it to snowballs chance. however, mixing Brothers and the Gay 90s together friday night was a recipe for trouble. i should have seen it coming.
you know, i've heard a lot of my buddies talk about how much fun the 90s is, and it turns out they were right. that place is wild. It even comes complete with a gay porno bar and male strippers. it kind of makes the Meet Rack look like a huge poser. yikes. anyway, we spent most of our time in the main dance hall, and i remember being very intoxicated and dancing shirtless with kavi onstage. yikes again. There were definately some awkward moments, being a straight guy in a gay bar and all. The first good surprise was when i was peeing at the urinal and i realized the guy washing his hands next to me was not actually washing his hands, but was leaning over the divider staring at my dick. I tried to play it cool of course, but when he followed me out of the bathroom and across the dance hall i had to play my last card and went straight into the arms of my buddy matt. one lesbian told matt that, me and him were, "just the cutest couple." matt also danced shirtless onstage with a gay guy for a while, he seemed to enjoy it. his girlfriend did too. after the 90s shut down at 2:00, i think we went to some guys apartment for awhile. not sure. then we had to fit 8 people into a pontiac grand prix. matt and i, being the drunkest, volunteered for the trunk. let me tell you, if you are in the mafia and looking for a car with enough trunk room to fit more than a couple of bodies, the pontiac grand prix is not the car for you. i nearly passed out on the trip back from asphyxiation. got home around 3:30 am, vomitted into a grocery bag, fell asleep, woke up, vomitted two more times into a plastic bag. got up for good at 6:30 pm saturday. missed snowballs chance by a bunch of hours.
ed
posted by where's my ed? at 10:03 AM
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damn ed. well at least you had a good time
I was trying to not to laugh so hard I almost puked.
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