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So of course....I went out. After work I was restless, so of course we headed to the fly
I always said I hated foose ball, but have recently found out that I had never played, and it's actually pretty fun. Chris, Aaron,
Donald and I started playing some games. Right about the time we were getting buzzed and really starting to get into it, this chick puts down some quarters.
Just by first sight, I knew I wouldnt like her. She was wearing this red tank/halter thing with a white bra with these huge lacey granny straps. There was no way to hide the straps in this shirt, so she had to leave the house looking like that...so I just knew.
She lost, of course, but there is always the one loud drunk girl
that likes to linger. She keeps coaching while we are playing...yelling in my ear what Im doing wrong. At one point, the cockmitt actually grabbed the handles from me.
Inbetween games I had to pee, and asked Chris if he could handle watching the table.. This would seem to be an easy task....right? Not two minutes later I get back to the table to find 4 people, one being annoying girl, and 3 others I dont know already playing.
Right about the time I started getting mad
(note her in the backgroud...bleh) Aaron started doing Denny Impressions.
Then, on the drive home about a block from my house, I remembered how much I love Austin.
This is a bad picture but we were driving. These kids were having a house party and had a big screen set up in their side yard playing Pee-Wees Playhouse.
The end.
I always said I hated foose ball, but have recently found out that I had never played, and it's actually pretty fun. Chris, Aaron,
Donald and I started playing some games. Right about the time we were getting buzzed and really starting to get into it, this chick puts down some quarters.
Just by first sight, I knew I wouldnt like her. She was wearing this red tank/halter thing with a white bra with these huge lacey granny straps. There was no way to hide the straps in this shirt, so she had to leave the house looking like that...so I just knew.
She lost, of course, but there is always the one loud drunk girl
that likes to linger. She keeps coaching while we are playing...yelling in my ear what Im doing wrong. At one point, the cockmitt actually grabbed the handles from me.
Inbetween games I had to pee, and asked Chris if he could handle watching the table.. This would seem to be an easy task....right? Not two minutes later I get back to the table to find 4 people, one being annoying girl, and 3 others I dont know already playing.
Right about the time I started getting mad
(note her in the backgroud...bleh) Aaron started doing Denny Impressions.
Then, on the drive home about a block from my house, I remembered how much I love Austin.
This is a bad picture but we were driving. These kids were having a house party and had a big screen set up in their side yard playing Pee-Wees Playhouse.
The end.