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Just got back from Savannah. I had to stay an extra day because the job site was receiving a shipment for three new buildings, and my team had to check it off and count everything. Beh, it's overtime, so extra monies.
Went out partying last night. We drove 45 minutes out to the small seaside town of Thunderbolt, Georgia.
No... that's way too good to make up.
Anyways, we pulled up to a little place called Tubby's. Well, "little" is the wrong word, seeing as the place is more of a friggin' COMPLEX of drunken insanity. Literally, we walked in, and there were so many people, the staff had set up little temp-bars just to serve everyone. Liquor and mixes in gallon jugs, handed out in plastic cups. There were no less than 4 bars in the place, and the whole joint was one massive sardine can of flesh, alcohol, music, and sex. It was unlike anything I've ever seen before.
By one point in the night, I was on a little set of stairs, talking to some girl I'd met named Logan. Cute little redhead, but she was way too feminist and self-empowered to get along with. Fine for conversation, though, especially with how much beer I'd had at the time.
Got back to the hotel by 2:30, woke up with no hangover. I love my Irish blood.
I'm in town for a few weeks now, so if anybody would like to chill, say the word. I'm down for some socializing. I've been practicing. :)
Toodles.
Went out partying last night. We drove 45 minutes out to the small seaside town of Thunderbolt, Georgia.
No... that's way too good to make up.
Anyways, we pulled up to a little place called Tubby's. Well, "little" is the wrong word, seeing as the place is more of a friggin' COMPLEX of drunken insanity. Literally, we walked in, and there were so many people, the staff had set up little temp-bars just to serve everyone. Liquor and mixes in gallon jugs, handed out in plastic cups. There were no less than 4 bars in the place, and the whole joint was one massive sardine can of flesh, alcohol, music, and sex. It was unlike anything I've ever seen before.
By one point in the night, I was on a little set of stairs, talking to some girl I'd met named Logan. Cute little redhead, but she was way too feminist and self-empowered to get along with. Fine for conversation, though, especially with how much beer I'd had at the time.
Got back to the hotel by 2:30, woke up with no hangover. I love my Irish blood.
I'm in town for a few weeks now, so if anybody would like to chill, say the word. I'm down for some socializing. I've been practicing. :)
Toodles.