I spent the bulk of last night stumbling around trying to find my center of gravity… salted margaritas and Pabst Blue Ribbon turned out to be my center of gravity. It was an interesting evening of fun, Mexican food and the urge to curl up in the back of the bar and sleep. I didn’t get any poon, so there won’t be any spicy stories about me having fun while attempting to satisfied the other sex with my peener. THOUGH there was an awfully odd man who followed us out of the pizza place at 3:30am and onto the subway. He was drinking an extra large Redbull, speaking to himself, and licking some sort of tarish looking goop off of his forearm. When I saw he got on the same train as us I realized he could be a dangerous killer and decided to run onto the next car leaving the girls by themselves to die. I found this very funny.
No one died, but I did throw a pencil at him and told him to shave my feet as he got ready to leave.
Daniel Dickey
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Dude please write something funny soon! I need a laugh
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