Jack Daniels is better left in Barbeque Sauce
Last night, some of my friends decided that we needed to go clubbing so that we weren't sitting on our asses at home. I wasn't too crazy about the idea because Pontiac clubs suck but, I figured, why not? We(Kelly, Dani, Katie, Kim, Nick and Myself) decided on Sevin as our first club of the evening. The overall setup of the club is pretty nice. The bars were gorgeous... can't say the same for the guys though. Everyone just kinda dance around a little bit, except for Dani and Nick who had migrated to the couches. I guess the club could have been worse but I just didn't have very much fun.
After staying at Sevin for a little bit, the decision was made to go over to Vision, another club not far from Sevin. Vision turned out to be an improvement from Sevin and the night, once again, showed promise. I was introduced to a guy named Drew, who was one of the head club promoters for Vision. He was a real sweetheart and he ended up getting us some drinks. Even though it was pucker....GAY. Katie was completely head-over-heels for Drew but I didn't really see it. He was about my height, very slim and gave off a bit of the gay vibe. Very cute.. but kinda suspicious.
Eventually, things ended at Vision, Kelly decided we needed to head over to her friend's house for a party. When we got there, we realized that almost all of the alcohol was gone. The only things left were Busch Light( NOT happening) and about a quarter of a fifth of Jack Daniel's. Well I decided to steal the Jack, forgetting that whiskey will kick my ass. I saw Randy suck it down like water so I figured, what the hell, I'll do it too. Well after one sniff of the stuff I knew I was going to need a chaser. However, the pop was all gone so I was left with a choice between chocolate milk, orange juice and cranberry juice. I went with the cranberry juice. Somehow I managed to polish off the bottle. For future reference.. I wouldn't recommend ever drinking Jack Daniels with cranberry juice. Well after the bottle was dead and buried, the owner of the bottle woke up and came outside looking for it...oops.
After about a half hour, somehow a fifth of Captain Morgan magically appeared and soon the Captain Joined Jack in my belly. After that I don't really remember much but apparently I called at least 10 people and my friends had to keep taking my cell phone away from me. I also managed to eat 3 bowls of cereal, not including the one I spilled on myself. The next thing I knew, I was at Kelly's house in their guest bedroom. Overall, the night wasn't too bad but I still felt a little bit depressed around the usual time that my brain likes to switch into goofy mode. I guess there really is no winning with this. I think I might need help.
*Where is your heart?? Cuz I don't really feel you.*
After staying at Sevin for a little bit, the decision was made to go over to Vision, another club not far from Sevin. Vision turned out to be an improvement from Sevin and the night, once again, showed promise. I was introduced to a guy named Drew, who was one of the head club promoters for Vision. He was a real sweetheart and he ended up getting us some drinks. Even though it was pucker....GAY. Katie was completely head-over-heels for Drew but I didn't really see it. He was about my height, very slim and gave off a bit of the gay vibe. Very cute.. but kinda suspicious.
Eventually, things ended at Vision, Kelly decided we needed to head over to her friend's house for a party. When we got there, we realized that almost all of the alcohol was gone. The only things left were Busch Light( NOT happening) and about a quarter of a fifth of Jack Daniel's. Well I decided to steal the Jack, forgetting that whiskey will kick my ass. I saw Randy suck it down like water so I figured, what the hell, I'll do it too. Well after one sniff of the stuff I knew I was going to need a chaser. However, the pop was all gone so I was left with a choice between chocolate milk, orange juice and cranberry juice. I went with the cranberry juice. Somehow I managed to polish off the bottle. For future reference.. I wouldn't recommend ever drinking Jack Daniels with cranberry juice. Well after the bottle was dead and buried, the owner of the bottle woke up and came outside looking for it...oops.
After about a half hour, somehow a fifth of Captain Morgan magically appeared and soon the Captain Joined Jack in my belly. After that I don't really remember much but apparently I called at least 10 people and my friends had to keep taking my cell phone away from me. I also managed to eat 3 bowls of cereal, not including the one I spilled on myself. The next thing I knew, I was at Kelly's house in their guest bedroom. Overall, the night wasn't too bad but I still felt a little bit depressed around the usual time that my brain likes to switch into goofy mode. I guess there really is no winning with this. I think I might need help.
*Where is your heart?? Cuz I don't really feel you.*