Yo these niggaz can't breathe when I come through
started off at home with tequila, pete's wicked, and narragansetts, hit up Snooker's pool lounge to hang out and kirsten was working so we sat at her bar for whiskey shots and more beer.. i skipped back across town to see brianna when she got off work and then when she went home, spencer had returned to the 38 with a few people, and he and i decided to rock out like old times, so after more tequila and a short ride across town...
we crashed a providence college party.
and our legendary reputations preceded us. which is crazy... because i think only know two people that still go there that were at that party, and they're seniors. everyone else from my nights partying there has graduated, but quite a few of them were there. walking through the house getting called out at by people and hearing the "that's spencer and mikeday!" whispers passing through.
it's funny when you wait in line for the bathroom and someone you haven't seen in a long time shouts: "MIKEDAY! MIKEDAY IS HERE! WHAT THE FUCK IS UP MAN!"... and then some girl you've never met or seen before says dead seriously "mikeday? seriously? i heard that guy is fucking AWESOME in the sack. where is he, i wanna meet him!"
all in all a fun time... basically everyone that spencer and i used to go crazy with a few years ago showed up and crashed the party as well, and we were pretty much all treated like celebrities by the wide-eyed undergrads there. caught up for a couple minutes with alyssa, betsy, katie hughes, emily smith, jeff, bowla for a minute, and chilled with jay davis and etc... good fuckin night.
it's possible that watching young pc kids act dumb and drunk will never ever get old.
ny system at 230am..
this morning it's breakfast with a brianna, spending as much time with her as possible, then work tonight from 10p-whenever the hell i finish cleaning up the club.
they can't breathe in the presence of the man, your future looks better than ya past if you present with the man bitch
we crashed a providence college party.
and our legendary reputations preceded us. which is crazy... because i think only know two people that still go there that were at that party, and they're seniors. everyone else from my nights partying there has graduated, but quite a few of them were there. walking through the house getting called out at by people and hearing the "that's spencer and mikeday!" whispers passing through.
it's funny when you wait in line for the bathroom and someone you haven't seen in a long time shouts: "MIKEDAY! MIKEDAY IS HERE! WHAT THE FUCK IS UP MAN!"... and then some girl you've never met or seen before says dead seriously "mikeday? seriously? i heard that guy is fucking AWESOME in the sack. where is he, i wanna meet him!"
all in all a fun time... basically everyone that spencer and i used to go crazy with a few years ago showed up and crashed the party as well, and we were pretty much all treated like celebrities by the wide-eyed undergrads there. caught up for a couple minutes with alyssa, betsy, katie hughes, emily smith, jeff, bowla for a minute, and chilled with jay davis and etc... good fuckin night.
it's possible that watching young pc kids act dumb and drunk will never ever get old.
ny system at 230am..
this morning it's breakfast with a brianna, spending as much time with her as possible, then work tonight from 10p-whenever the hell i finish cleaning up the club.
they can't breathe in the presence of the man, your future looks better than ya past if you present with the man bitch