too old for this
We went on the st pats day pub crawl last night. As per usual, the bars were filled with fucking idiots, hookers, assholes and retards. We went to Dead Presidents, just Alison, Kelly and myself. It wasn't too crowded inside, so we got some food... I got this roast beef au juis sandwich that was mildly unbelievable, and some nachos.
Best part of the evening... There were a few older people in a booth behind us, and a table us people in their 20s in the middle of the floor. A girl from the younger table walked by the oldies, and this woman in her 50s reached out and grabbed her ass, thus igniting one of the funniest displays of pure freak-out that i have yet to witness... The girl had to be restrained by bartenders, and she had stupid little shamrock stickers all over her face, and this beaded necklace that kept flashing green.
During the scuffle, this foreign-looking woman who had been sitting at the bar decided to stand up and scream. She wore a black MINK coat with a rip under the arm and turquoise suede knee high boots. She decided to walk up to the table where the brewing altercation was underway, thus practically wedging herself between our booth and theirs. Her ass flopped her mink coat most of the way into our booth next to me, so I sat there stroking the end of her coat for the five minutes that she stayed stationary. Kelly and Alison were laughing so hard that they had to put their heads down, and it was all I could do not to hug that nasty, silky coat.
Best part of the evening... There were a few older people in a booth behind us, and a table us people in their 20s in the middle of the floor. A girl from the younger table walked by the oldies, and this woman in her 50s reached out and grabbed her ass, thus igniting one of the funniest displays of pure freak-out that i have yet to witness... The girl had to be restrained by bartenders, and she had stupid little shamrock stickers all over her face, and this beaded necklace that kept flashing green.
During the scuffle, this foreign-looking woman who had been sitting at the bar decided to stand up and scream. She wore a black MINK coat with a rip under the arm and turquoise suede knee high boots. She decided to walk up to the table where the brewing altercation was underway, thus practically wedging herself between our booth and theirs. Her ass flopped her mink coat most of the way into our booth next to me, so I sat there stroking the end of her coat for the five minutes that she stayed stationary. Kelly and Alison were laughing so hard that they had to put their heads down, and it was all I could do not to hug that nasty, silky coat.