Current mood:
sleepy
Me and JD went out again this past Thursday with Martha Ann, Heather, Chris and a multitude of others. Apparently El Giro's on Government Street has really strong margaritas on thursdays for $3, as well as karaoke, so I'm sold on the idea. Heather mentioned that having one would pretty much have me set for the night... so I had 3. I shouldn't be surprised, but I was, that it hit me all at once. I didnt get to karaoke, but I did get to grind on the black women all over the restaurant, which was very fun and (in my mind) cool at the time... but now very embarassing. Mostly because I feel that I kinda racially profiled those women as the only ones that could appreciate a good dry hump. Shame on me... I'm sure there are plenty of white girls that want/need a good dry hump on the dancefloor.sleepyWe ended up going to Boo Radleys later but stopped by JD's on the way there to pick up a box of Jim Beam Black Mini's and a couple flasks. We just didnt feel like paying for drinks. (side note: me and heather ended up stealing a couple of beers ... it was awesome)
Nothing too special happened or at least anything that I would like to discuss.
Here is a funny story from the next morning though.
We got to JD's at about 4:30 am from waffle house... and he had to go pick up a buddy in daphne (i think) at about 6:30 am. So stumbling to get out of the house then takes off... still a bit ... inebriated. So he gets to what he believes to be his destination.... hops out of the car and walks in, walks around the house looking for Kerry Jr (the buddy). He starts looking at pictures and doesn't recognize anyone. Still walking around the house he tries calling Kerry but no one anwers. Walking out he runs into an older woman and quickly realizes... he was in the wrong house. FIVE HOUSES DOWN THE STREET WRONG! I'm assuming he explained the situation and appologized... before backing out the driveway and hitting her trash can.
Anyway... that was the story...
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