When I first got there, I inquired as to where the liquor was, and went straight for the Mohawk, and poured myself a shot. A tall dude holding a beer (something like a Keystone Light) looked at me, smirked, and said, "Yeah, shoot that." So I did. I mean, come on, guy, it's not like it's fucking diesel fuel - it's essentially just doubel vodka. I'm
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Heeeeey you should get him to beat you up! I'm sure he can make you look rugged.
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There's more than one in this post?
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The Hungarian was the one who you thought was really hot but ditzy, and then her psycho friend started talking to you. And I had to rescue you from the crazies...again.
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Oh yeah, her, with the professor dad.
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