So there I was, it was a raging Thursday night at the house and the liquor was flowing like no-one’s business, everyone in the building was blacked out or on the verge of blacking out. It was around 1:23 in the a.m. the different rooms on the first floor hall all have music pounding girls running in and out, there’s dancing, there’s sloppy hook-ups, and best of all the too wasted to function people who love to make asses out of themselves. So there, I was dressed to kill; looking real good. So I walk in the back door and check out the scene, my woman, and my other friend who had come with me to hook up with one of my brothers was there with me too. We scoped the best place to party; I hid my beer in one of my brother’s closets. After I killed the beers that I was drinking, it was time to refuel and there I headed B-line for the closet, grabbed three beers and turned around to a blacked out blonde, trying to entrap me in my brothers room, she looked at me and asked “do you wanna fuck?” I replied, “No, and plus my girlfriend is outside and she would probably kill you if she heard that shit coming from you.” As I dashed passed the crazed beast I narrowly escaped the savage whore. I returned to my woman and had a great night. At the end of the night you could say karma led me to being one satisfied man.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
you should write a book about U of A
ReplyDelete