Why I love Mr. David Nolan
So this weekend I will say is without it's AMAZING incidents, yet was quite amazing nonetheless. Thursday was better than usual becuase Bobby called Friday off so it allowed us to have an Old-Fashioned Horror Movie Thursday ( the way they were meant to be.....drunk). So I proceeded to drink a bunch knowing that Debbie would some over later and be the one driving so we could go to a extra special 2am screening of Ocean's 12. She gave me a KANGAROO SCROTUM BOTTLE OPENER from Australia and it's the best thing ever.
Anyways, Friday rolls around and we decide to go to Rock Bottom (naturally) and I get 3 rounds of their 8th Anniversary Ale (8.5%). The bartender informs me that they're supposed to cut me off at 2 but he's letting it slide (they know me). So apparently I'm pretty drunk and I was quite the amusing asshole that night.
Today is Saturday. I seriously wanted to cancel on Jen and just tell her I need atleast one day to recupporate from what I've already put myself through. However, the longer I'm awake the more I'm willing to go. I don't want to go by myself so I basically TELL Nolan he's going. We go to Adam's Morgan (my favorite bar there, Asylum) and Nolan's fucking cracking me up the whole night. He thinks everyone there hates him until he has the guts to say his jokes louder and then they all realize he's the funniest motherfucker ever. But here's why I love him:
I sit at the table and make him get me shots every once and a while. Apparently I've done this enough so that the bartendress knows him. So this is his line. She says something about how he's always coming back to her. She smiles, so he says (coolest motherfucker ever), "It's your smile that I come for, it's the drinks I leave with." This fucking KILLS me and everyone else at the table. We suddenly realize it's 2am and have to catch the metro (that we think leaves at 2:30). So there's me and David running down the streets of DC with people staring at us as we go. At one point, while running, David says, "My friend has really long hair, I'm sorry." So to top that I say to someone as I'm running "We're BEING MUGGED!!".
Anyways. I got pretty durn drunk for 3 nights in a row with fucking great people and had fucking great times. God bless. Hallejuah!
Anyways, Friday rolls around and we decide to go to Rock Bottom (naturally) and I get 3 rounds of their 8th Anniversary Ale (8.5%). The bartender informs me that they're supposed to cut me off at 2 but he's letting it slide (they know me). So apparently I'm pretty drunk and I was quite the amusing asshole that night.
Today is Saturday. I seriously wanted to cancel on Jen and just tell her I need atleast one day to recupporate from what I've already put myself through. However, the longer I'm awake the more I'm willing to go. I don't want to go by myself so I basically TELL Nolan he's going. We go to Adam's Morgan (my favorite bar there, Asylum) and Nolan's fucking cracking me up the whole night. He thinks everyone there hates him until he has the guts to say his jokes louder and then they all realize he's the funniest motherfucker ever. But here's why I love him:
I sit at the table and make him get me shots every once and a while. Apparently I've done this enough so that the bartendress knows him. So this is his line. She says something about how he's always coming back to her. She smiles, so he says (coolest motherfucker ever), "It's your smile that I come for, it's the drinks I leave with." This fucking KILLS me and everyone else at the table. We suddenly realize it's 2am and have to catch the metro (that we think leaves at 2:30). So there's me and David running down the streets of DC with people staring at us as we go. At one point, while running, David says, "My friend has really long hair, I'm sorry." So to top that I say to someone as I'm running "We're BEING MUGGED!!".
Anyways. I got pretty durn drunk for 3 nights in a row with fucking great people and had fucking great times. God bless. Hallejuah!