Sunday, May 14, 2006
Make It Big Like Wham.
1. Shoot video in the park.
2. Get all whored up.
3. Shotgun beers in the back of a cab to Williamsburg with Allocco.
4. Discuss which boys we will encounter that night are decent makeout choices. Consider strengths, weaknesses, and overall appeal based on whether or not they know who Jeffrey Osbourne is or were even born then.
5. Arrive at party and immediately drink Maker's on the Rocks and horf a bloody cheesburger on the immense patio.
6. Find out they have the High Life. In cans. 16 oz cans. Shed a tear of joy.
7. Decide there needs to be dancing STAT and yell at whoever keeps playing acoustic Beatles B-sides to knock that shit off.
8. Trip over a German Shepard that is inflagrante with an obese cranky Boxer.
9. Eat half of a bite-sized cupcake. Spit out the other half. Convince yourself you don't have an eating disorder. That's for summer.
10. Smoke Anne's cloves.
11. Realize as you're hitting on a cute guy that you're screaming for no reason. Realize you're drunk.
12. Pretend to be doing coke in the bathroom with comedy partner.
13. Yamamoto smokes a tampon.
14. Angela makes you laugh until you spit beer regarding P.P. Tresses.
15. Become disenchanted with bar-b-que and demand dancing.
16. Tell everyone you're leaving.
17. [One hour later] Everyone else leaves.
18. Get in cab to Black Betty.
19. Sara trips herself and sends herself home.
20. Drunk text message everyone you know & love to tell them to come out.
21. Go to another bar where it is dark, there are bricks, and a loft. Webber buys you a nice drink.
22. Go to another bar where it is filthy and there are Xmas lights.
23. Drink a Miller High life from the bottle. Thank jesus.
24. Discuss the how awesome it was when Boba Fett flew with Nathan.
25. [blank]
Wake up naked in bed with no idea how you got home and an empty sugar free Watermelon Jello cup clutched in your ape paw. Good night. A very good night.
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6 comments:
yeah this is all a bit fuzzy, at 6 am i was on long island smoking on the foot ball field of my old high school. apparently got in a car with some guys and took a ride. woke up in friends parents basement. nice. mwah!
what the f*ck goes on without me?
That Becky is neato -- really she is. I love you guys too.
Are we having a party? No??
I sure hope Chief Chirpa can save the Rebel Alliance from evil Darth Vader with her magical skills- OF LAUGHTER!!!
in defense of a dog:
gus is a boston terrier not a boxer
and he is my god son ma'am.
he is not overweight his lil' body is stocky and much like his two daddies he is a raging alcholic.
thank you
"Ape Paw". Hysterical.
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