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Last night was bunk. Well, actually it turned bunk after I left the D/P house. Why did I do that? Maybe I thought something good would happen to me. Guess what? It didn't. Instead, I ended up at this shit ass house w/ this shit ass 80's booze (literally from the 80's). Got shit ass gut rot. Went to Cheney's and it was packed, so we went to The Beach. 30 min. later, "Let's go back to Sam's house, this place isn't fun". Yeah, sounds like a good idea. WRONG! Ended up back at the D/P house and no one was there. So I came home b/c I was sober as fuck. What a bunk ass night. I guess you just learn from your mistakes.
The best part had to have been Bubbi's. Even though we demolished our meal in 15 minutes.
The best part had to have been Bubbi's. Even though we demolished our meal in 15 minutes.