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so glad this snow is gone ha but i thought this video was pretty neat... mt washington is a pretty freakin' steep hill... with a lot of trees. hah
Moderately lame St Patricks day was moderately lame.
I'm writing a literary analysis of "The Stranger"
I'm titling it "Maybe it was Yesterday"
I quite enjoy that.
So, Bangles and Lindros spent the majority of last night staring down at hueg titties.
I did not.
Just finished sobering up from last nite.
My wingman told me the whole story.
Here are the fact.
The shitshow begins at 2:30pm Atlantic time. Sipping a 12 pack of coors light with the roomie. Not too shabby, just shooting the shit and watching a documentary about Honda's imitators(im talking about gorillas here). Grabbing supper, couples of Ski-Doo Drivers(Its a powered up Screwdriver [Vodka/Orange Juice]) to make everything go down, and leave the house before im too affected to drive.
Meet my buddy at his place, start sipping on wiskey and a dozen Jagerbombs to get the Force flowing.
He's telling me that his roomie wanna join us on that spectacular adventure that's St Patrick's Day is with me(last year was pretty epic too, banging that chix from work in a construction zone under the rain! Im so CASH!)
So he's telling us he met that chix and he's hitting on her and she's gonna be with a couple of her friends at that weird looking bar but he insist on "Drinks are cheap there". My jedi senses are telling me that there might be a trap,but I do ignore them and carry on with the task I've got on my hands.
So we get to that bar, aint too crowded, barmaid are horribles and nasty looking(kinda like a female version of Honda if he had clamedya all over his face). Anyway, Im fairly drunk already(its about 10:30ish and I've been drinking for quite a while) So im starting pounding the Guiness one after the other until I feel fairly wasted(took me about an hour or so). People started singing songs on the stage, and there's that SMOKING chix with awesome legs who look a bit geeky. I'm going for it.
FML. She's a muff diver. Who cares? I'm still going for the kill! Then I started doying Irish Car Bombs with her, chit chattin' to figure out she's the one I'm always bitching to in my local comic store about the absence of the newer BLEACH manga.
So I kept hitting, on her, doying my Luke Skywalker thingy, hoping to bring her back to the Light Side Of The Force. The movie was right! She came back! Haha! For a night anyway! Got some kill points here, the I started hitting on her friend,the one that random guy from the beggining of the story was trying to hit on with little to no succes! Holy christ? How did that guy failed at an eazy chix like that?
2 words and she was grinding me, grabbing the little me with some nasty looks. Dudes, I'm telling you, people from Ontario really sucks at life.
Honda's from Ontario BTW.
After that?
I barely remember shit.
The guys told me I tryed to make it to my car around 4ish, but I never succeded to go across the street. I passed out in the middle. Nice fail from my part.
So the operation wasnt a victory, but still a success since I almost brought a lesbian back to the right league!
Kayradis out.
I kinda miss the OLD jackie chan movie like Police Story and all that Jazz.
That was real kung fu movies!
The people that interview for my job now have to go through three separate Boards.
I only had to go through one. Which, I find funny cause like Shazaam! I'm awesome.