Last night was fun.
It started at Jack's house, where his mom bought us a handled bottle of Captain Morgan. A few mixed drinks later, and after an eventless walk with Jack, Tanna, and Josh, some girls call me.
"Hey, OMG we have plans." So we get to their "plans," which are sitting at the river? and see that there are maybe four police cars parked next to maybe nine kids sitting on a curb. Hahah, suckers. So then they say, "Wait, I can call [insert totally random person], he has alcohol tonight I think!" Except they kept saying "alchy" and there was this total bitch named Lauren in the car.
So I'm still pretty drunk, and tell Jack, "Dude, there's Jeff!" We get out of the car, say our goodbyes, and start walking. "You're going to be mad at me," I told him. Jeff was nowhere in sight. So after a few phone calls and peeing on a random Trans-Am, Jeff picks us up to come to IHop with him. I scream, "Wooh! Party time!" the whole way there.
We get to IHop and Steve and I start putting back half and half creamers. Maybe fifty down, and we begin putting unopened creamers in our mouths, biting down, and sucking the cream. Why? Because we're hard. Until Steve sprays EVERYONE at the table. So then Steve, Corbin, Jack, Jeff, And I are the only ones left, and we find ourselve sitting outside, trying to light toothpicks on fire.
We later part ways, and Jeff, Jack, and I make it back to Jack's abode by maybe 1AM to watch anime. After a brief conversation as to whether we would partake in No Retreat, No Surrender starring Jean Claude vanDamme or Samurai X: Beginnings, the answer was apparent. Why? Because assasins don't need books, that's why. Until 4:30AM.
"Hey, OMG we have plans." So we get to their "plans," which are sitting at the river? and see that there are maybe four police cars parked next to maybe nine kids sitting on a curb. Hahah, suckers. So then they say, "Wait, I can call [insert totally random person], he has alcohol tonight I think!" Except they kept saying "alchy" and there was this total bitch named Lauren in the car.
So I'm still pretty drunk, and tell Jack, "Dude, there's Jeff!" We get out of the car, say our goodbyes, and start walking. "You're going to be mad at me," I told him. Jeff was nowhere in sight. So after a few phone calls and peeing on a random Trans-Am, Jeff picks us up to come to IHop with him. I scream, "Wooh! Party time!" the whole way there.
We get to IHop and Steve and I start putting back half and half creamers. Maybe fifty down, and we begin putting unopened creamers in our mouths, biting down, and sucking the cream. Why? Because we're hard. Until Steve sprays EVERYONE at the table. So then Steve, Corbin, Jack, Jeff, And I are the only ones left, and we find ourselve sitting outside, trying to light toothpicks on fire.
We later part ways, and Jeff, Jack, and I make it back to Jack's abode by maybe 1AM to watch anime. After a brief conversation as to whether we would partake in No Retreat, No Surrender starring Jean Claude vanDamme or Samurai X: Beginnings, the answer was apparent. Why? Because assasins don't need books, that's why. Until 4:30AM.