Bud Light
I went to Judges last night with Ali and Tom because it was $1 pitchers. We had to wait in a short line but it wasn't all that bad, because we were entertained. Who were we entertained by? A random black guy on crack riding a bike. He stopped sat against the railing and ate something. Then he noticed the girls in front of us were cold (you would be cold if all you wore was a tank top...dumbasses) and started hugging them. Then they shooed him away and he drove off mumbling something. Then a girl walks out of the bar by herself, which probably wasn't a great idea. Why? Because she was so drunk that she couldn't walk straight and we watched her almost run into poles and trees and almost fall up the block. I want to know where her friends were. We get in and start drinking. And as I was looking across the packed bar I saw Mr. Gonzales and Joey eyelashes. But all I got was a wave, because apparently that's all I'm worth. Not even a how are you doing. I also saw drunk skanky Elissa, Lindsay from work and Becky's boyfriend Nick. The best part of the night involved people walking in with boxes. Boxes full of cozies, shirts, hats and blinking pins that said Bud Light. Now I don't like Budweiser, but I am a big fan of free shit so it was all good. Then this guy in a helmet and goggles walks in and he's apparently in the budweiser commercials. Ali and I took a picture with him and then they were filming us with this hi-tech camera and who knows maybe we'll be in a commercial someday. Crashed at Ali's, woke up at 8 and came home to sleep until 1145. I'm a piece and I love it.