Oh yes a story from work
Working in a bar that is frequented by 30 something loser alcoholics is pretty much depressing and sucky but sometimes it is as grand as things come. This grand time was Sunday. It started out like pretty much every other Sunday as the non Eagles fans I work with taunted me about the failures of my squad. Sometimes I wish I was one of those people who didn't like sports and wasted time doing other things like going to the theater and then I think 'Fuck those guys the theater sucks and so do those kinda guys'. Sports especially in Philadelphia is all about great expectations and then dealing with them after they never come to fruition. And for the most part they never come to fruition. You know what helps to deal with heartache like this? Teh Womens.
Usually the womens at my work are about as not attractive as it gets. If I am single when I am 38 please shoot me. Unless of course I am recently divorced in that case just have pity on me but do not put one between my eyes. You 38 and you still single ughhhhhhhhhhhh I'm 20 man so is the dubs. Back to my point the womens who usually frequent my establishment are how shall we say it more washed up than New Orleans? When they were in their prime (if we are to believe that they even had a prime) Heuy Lewis and the News were still a big deal. But Sunday we had two fine looking females come in and get shit faced.
Normally I hate the kinds of girls who get really really drunk and like become attention whores but I was down in the dumps thanks to the Iggles and these two fine girls getting drunk and dancing around like morons cheered me up. And then the textbook drunk attention whore girl moment happened.
They started making out.
And when I say making out I mean making out. They were going to town on each other like the world was ending. All of a sudden two of the best moments ever occurred. First one of the girls boobs came out. It was a nice boob. How could this not be the best moment ever you ask? Well because while lip locked the two of them crashed to the ground into a pile of chairs. It was so glorious. Still covered with chairs and some birthday cake the girls kept on kissing. My boss summed it up best "they obviously are in love".
Thanks to those drunken skanks I forgot all about McNabb's knee being seriously fucked, our season being over and a bunch of other drama in life for just a few moments. And for this I tip my hat to you drunken skanks. Cheers!
P.S. Can you come back around March when the Sixers and Flyers are eliminated from the playoff hunt?
Usually the womens at my work are about as not attractive as it gets. If I am single when I am 38 please shoot me. Unless of course I am recently divorced in that case just have pity on me but do not put one between my eyes. You 38 and you still single ughhhhhhhhhhhh I'm 20 man so is the dubs. Back to my point the womens who usually frequent my establishment are how shall we say it more washed up than New Orleans? When they were in their prime (if we are to believe that they even had a prime) Heuy Lewis and the News were still a big deal. But Sunday we had two fine looking females come in and get shit faced.
Normally I hate the kinds of girls who get really really drunk and like become attention whores but I was down in the dumps thanks to the Iggles and these two fine girls getting drunk and dancing around like morons cheered me up. And then the textbook drunk attention whore girl moment happened.
They started making out.
And when I say making out I mean making out. They were going to town on each other like the world was ending. All of a sudden two of the best moments ever occurred. First one of the girls boobs came out. It was a nice boob. How could this not be the best moment ever you ask? Well because while lip locked the two of them crashed to the ground into a pile of chairs. It was so glorious. Still covered with chairs and some birthday cake the girls kept on kissing. My boss summed it up best "they obviously are in love".
Thanks to those drunken skanks I forgot all about McNabb's knee being seriously fucked, our season being over and a bunch of other drama in life for just a few moments. And for this I tip my hat to you drunken skanks. Cheers!
P.S. Can you come back around March when the Sixers and Flyers are eliminated from the playoff hunt?