The MTV Spring Break pool, part III
The MTV Spring Break pool, part III
or,
He ain't never lied
Yesterday, I was so fucking primed to go to the pool. I met up with Durodgio and his boy, Ricardo, (who may or may not be referred to subsequently as Peruvian Rick). I also picked up Katherine, one of the waitresses at Comet Burger. We went up there, and this time, we were not disappointed. The MTV Spring Break pool lived up to its name. It was so fucking crowded there was hardly even standing room. We found the one bare patch of ground and laid our towels down, and people had to keep stepping over us as there was nowhere else to walk. There was a DJ, and bitches dancing, and two brothas. (Not counting Durodgio.) It was off the hook. I then had to go pick up Joseph, the British guy, but shortly thereafter, he wanted to leave to go to the other pool because this one was too crowded and loud. He and Katherine left. What in the fuck else do you expect from the MTV Spring Break pool?!
Ricardo, Duradgio and I borrowed a volleyball from The Dolphin (an Austrian guy who goes to the Y who wears bathing suits that are too small and can swim like it's his job) and began to play. This thick guy jumped in and decided to play with us. He promptly announced that it was his bachelor party, and he was fucking wasted. He ain't never lied. The mother fucker couldn't hit the volleyball to save his life. At one point, he got out of the pool to retrive the ball, and he kept falling.
Later, this bitch decided to play with us. After The Bachelor, she was the second drunkest person I have ever seen in my life. The bitch kept getting hit in the head with the ball, and she ain't never noticed. It took her like six tries to get the thing over the net. Most amusingly, she was so drunk that she didn't notice how she kept popping out of her top.
Later, I saw The Bachelor stumbling around trying to vomit into a paper bag, but he was missing. He eventually fell in some plants off to he side and vomited lustily. I decided then that it was time to go. I ran into a girl from WSU (who was white enough to be Casper the ghost) who said that I have a nice body.
On our way out, we passed the garbage can, which was positively overflowing with beer cans. There were also quite a few empty boxes filled with empty cans, so I took as many as I could carry and directed Durodgio to do the same. I returned them today and got $9.50 for all of them. Next time, I'm going back with a few garbage bags. I'm not ashamed. Times are hard.
Next, we went to Mongolian, where I ate until it hurt. After that I was done. I seriously could not move. I went home and went straight to bed.
I worked at the Y today from 7 AM to noon, and I did absolutely nothing besides an hour of cardio and working my legs. I then went grocery shopping and went to the VH1 pool, which is the one at Jeffrey's actual complex. It's much tamer. Katherine and Joseph were there. We sat out and drank, and they decided to take some random pills (that I'm not confident they were able to identify) from some British lady. Katherine regretted it pretty heavily, as she was supposed to work a few hours later. The solution: energy pills!
I came home a while ago, cooked a bit and ate. Durodgio is on his way here now, and we're headed to see what Spring Break holds in store for us this time.
or,
He ain't never lied
Yesterday, I was so fucking primed to go to the pool. I met up with Durodgio and his boy, Ricardo, (who may or may not be referred to subsequently as Peruvian Rick). I also picked up Katherine, one of the waitresses at Comet Burger. We went up there, and this time, we were not disappointed. The MTV Spring Break pool lived up to its name. It was so fucking crowded there was hardly even standing room. We found the one bare patch of ground and laid our towels down, and people had to keep stepping over us as there was nowhere else to walk. There was a DJ, and bitches dancing, and two brothas. (Not counting Durodgio.) It was off the hook. I then had to go pick up Joseph, the British guy, but shortly thereafter, he wanted to leave to go to the other pool because this one was too crowded and loud. He and Katherine left. What in the fuck else do you expect from the MTV Spring Break pool?!
Ricardo, Duradgio and I borrowed a volleyball from The Dolphin (an Austrian guy who goes to the Y who wears bathing suits that are too small and can swim like it's his job) and began to play. This thick guy jumped in and decided to play with us. He promptly announced that it was his bachelor party, and he was fucking wasted. He ain't never lied. The mother fucker couldn't hit the volleyball to save his life. At one point, he got out of the pool to retrive the ball, and he kept falling.
Later, this bitch decided to play with us. After The Bachelor, she was the second drunkest person I have ever seen in my life. The bitch kept getting hit in the head with the ball, and she ain't never noticed. It took her like six tries to get the thing over the net. Most amusingly, she was so drunk that she didn't notice how she kept popping out of her top.
Later, I saw The Bachelor stumbling around trying to vomit into a paper bag, but he was missing. He eventually fell in some plants off to he side and vomited lustily. I decided then that it was time to go. I ran into a girl from WSU (who was white enough to be Casper the ghost) who said that I have a nice body.
On our way out, we passed the garbage can, which was positively overflowing with beer cans. There were also quite a few empty boxes filled with empty cans, so I took as many as I could carry and directed Durodgio to do the same. I returned them today and got $9.50 for all of them. Next time, I'm going back with a few garbage bags. I'm not ashamed. Times are hard.
Next, we went to Mongolian, where I ate until it hurt. After that I was done. I seriously could not move. I went home and went straight to bed.
I worked at the Y today from 7 AM to noon, and I did absolutely nothing besides an hour of cardio and working my legs. I then went grocery shopping and went to the VH1 pool, which is the one at Jeffrey's actual complex. It's much tamer. Katherine and Joseph were there. We sat out and drank, and they decided to take some random pills (that I'm not confident they were able to identify) from some British lady. Katherine regretted it pretty heavily, as she was supposed to work a few hours later. The solution: energy pills!
I came home a while ago, cooked a bit and ate. Durodgio is on his way here now, and we're headed to see what Spring Break holds in store for us this time.