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St. Patrick's Day
03.18.05 (6:19 pm)   [edit]

Who the fuck is Patrick? People love a reason to drink. Last night was a good night. We got things going at Pat's place with some beer and basketball watching. Alabama got eliminated so I don't really give a shit what happens now with the tournament. I went to the bathroom and when I got out, Pat's girlfriend about jumped on me thinking that I was him. She yelled, "Happy ..... oh you're not Pat." Maybe I should have left the lights off... just kidding Lauren.


After some drinking and people cheating at darts, we went in two loads down to Grand Central. Thanks to Joey being a sober driver, we didn't walk. It's a bar in town that people don't frequent enough, but they have good prices on drinks. There were only about 7 people in the bar when we got there and it was party time once we stepped in. We took over the pool table and I won a lucky game to keep the table. Marie was my partner but she really didn't do shit. Love ya Marie! we beat her two friends, Dustin and Kelly. They were cool as shit and need to come more often. I think that was the last game I won too.


Apparently at this bar, 12 pullups will get you a free bottle of beer. So all these people were taking turns showing how manly they were. Some townie got on Todd about not doing full extension. He was right but he was just being a drunkard. Sadly, Spang was the only lad who couldn't complete the 12. Awwwww. Blame the alcohol. That seems to be the thing to do these days. Spang was busy getting hustled by these two chicks who were playing for beer. They were getting pissed at me cause I'd say random shit to the them before they shot. I think they were more mad that I was doing it in a nice way and not just being a complete dick about it. I guess these ladies take their pool playing serious. Maybe the next time I see those girls we can play another game that I can smoke their asses in so I can get free drinks. Although I did get a free T-shirt at the Hilltop for being the sweet, young, smiling guy that I am. That lady gladly handed it to me. It must have been the smile.

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