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The dance party starts in my pants!
I love going to dance, to the club, getting drunk and shaking my money maker.
The Castle was fun. It's in Tampa and it's a pseudo goth type club. The people there are fun, some are hot, and some are over the age of 50 and wearing teddy lingerie while supporting a large boner. Others dance on top of podiums. I sexed up the stage in front of a large moving picture screen, some call those...televisions.
We drank our 99 apples and exchanged stories about Cex. The sus ex. And we peeded together, two hotties and a fat girl that kept handing us beers. I fell asleep on the side walk and later went back inside to dance. As the night dwindled down they began to play terrible things suck as CamelToe by Fanny Pack, and the Venga Boys. I was soon to vomit from the music, the heat, the stench, the thirst, or all. I went outside and encountered some interesting people. One guy informed me that Shooting up heroine is just as safe as eating chicken. Because chicken can kill you too. Because chicken sometimes carries salmonella. Gee, thanks mister.
Then we went to McDonald's for the hungrey drunk munchies. I simply sipped my cool water while things heated up in the car.
Umm miss, can we have some BBQ sauce??
Well, let me check how many nuggets you ordered.
Why? I just ordered 16 FUCKING dollars worth of food, just give me some sauce.
I CAN'T. They are changing the rules.
Damn lady, it's not my fault you hate your job!
It's not my fault you are drunk!!!!
End of conversation. But damn, you had to have been there, it was honestly the funniest thing ever. Mostly since the girl speaking to the lady wasn't even close to being drunk. Good times.
Then we drove home and that's the end. It was five o'clock and now it is six. We just now are getting out of our pj's.
Tonight is dancing fun at I Bar. Good times ahead.
I love going to dance, to the club, getting drunk and shaking my money maker.
The Castle was fun. It's in Tampa and it's a pseudo goth type club. The people there are fun, some are hot, and some are over the age of 50 and wearing teddy lingerie while supporting a large boner. Others dance on top of podiums. I sexed up the stage in front of a large moving picture screen, some call those...televisions.
We drank our 99 apples and exchanged stories about Cex. The sus ex. And we peeded together, two hotties and a fat girl that kept handing us beers. I fell asleep on the side walk and later went back inside to dance. As the night dwindled down they began to play terrible things suck as CamelToe by Fanny Pack, and the Venga Boys. I was soon to vomit from the music, the heat, the stench, the thirst, or all. I went outside and encountered some interesting people. One guy informed me that Shooting up heroine is just as safe as eating chicken. Because chicken can kill you too. Because chicken sometimes carries salmonella. Gee, thanks mister.
Then we went to McDonald's for the hungrey drunk munchies. I simply sipped my cool water while things heated up in the car.
Umm miss, can we have some BBQ sauce??
Well, let me check how many nuggets you ordered.
Why? I just ordered 16 FUCKING dollars worth of food, just give me some sauce.
I CAN'T. They are changing the rules.
Damn lady, it's not my fault you hate your job!
It's not my fault you are drunk!!!!
End of conversation. But damn, you had to have been there, it was honestly the funniest thing ever. Mostly since the girl speaking to the lady wasn't even close to being drunk. Good times.
Then we drove home and that's the end. It was five o'clock and now it is six. We just now are getting out of our pj's.
Tonight is dancing fun at I Bar. Good times ahead.