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A retelling of my life in DC and all the stupid ass sh!t I get myself into...

Another night out....

ok, so we get to the start and start drinkin beer. There's a big ass metal road barrier that's "supposed" to be bolted down to the ground that's a little loose today, so naturally 3 beers later it get's borrowed!
Run trail, then do a circle, and head to the bar. Drinking was good, i was just gonna have one, then i had another, then some fish N chips (very tasty) then just one more....
NE wayz, later on that evening RoadWhore bet me that i couldn't liberate a bar stool from the bar we were currently in..... now, i didn't want a bar stool, but i am very susceptible to suggestion when I've had a few cocktails.
So, of course i liberate this stool and make a mad dash for the first car i see driving by. Luckily it was some one i knew as me and test tube baby jumped in for the get away!! They drop us off at the metro, despite the fact that it's past last train!!! and we, both been drinkin, stand there contemplating what to do. well, we sit on the the street corner (on the bar stool of course) thinking up a plan when a hasher, shamrock my cock, drives by and stops to give us a ride home.

The moral of the story.... If you sit on a bar stool near a closed metro on a street corner long enough, a hasher will find you!!

posted by Cptn S.A. Ho @ 2:32 PM,


At Wed Aug 31, 12:07:00 PM EDT, Blogger Late Nite Drive Thru said...

I totally forgot about your klepto impulses! How could I?

At Wed Aug 31, 12:19:00 PM EDT, Anonymous Boozie said...

I wanted to punch someone in the face last night. That is all :)

At Sun Sep 04, 12:46:00 PM EDT, Blogger KQB said...

Gotta love the klepto impulses :)


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