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May. 30th, 2011 02:13 pmSo, I went out last night. The kids were at their father's for the weekend and when my friend Jen asked me to go out 'cause she was pissed and wanted to get fucked up, I said why not? Especially since she said she'd pay for my drinks. What can I say? I like to get my drink on when I go out & it can get fucken expensive. It's one of many reasons I don't usually go out.
Some where along the line it was decided that tequila was the shot of choice for the night. Never again.
Besides the fact that I had the hangover from hell when I woke up this morning, tequila makes me even more me then I usually am.
At one point, I tried to convince a bar full of rednecks to play the lucha drinking game with me and periodically yelled "ARM DRAG!" for the rest of the night & then drank whatever happened to be on the bar in front of me.
I also think I tried to instagate a game of 'duck, duck, goose'. Maybe. Unless that part was a hallucination.
Is this why no one wants to go drinking with me?
Some where along the line it was decided that tequila was the shot of choice for the night. Never again.
Besides the fact that I had the hangover from hell when I woke up this morning, tequila makes me even more me then I usually am.
At one point, I tried to convince a bar full of rednecks to play the lucha drinking game with me and periodically yelled "ARM DRAG!" for the rest of the night & then drank whatever happened to be on the bar in front of me.
I also think I tried to instagate a game of 'duck, duck, goose'. Maybe. Unless that part was a hallucination.
Is this why no one wants to go drinking with me?
