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Not really a date story or fuck-up on my behalf story.
Went to a Halloween Party in high school with my crew at some trashy chick's house... with a full bottle of my dad's Crown Royal whiskey.
Drink half the bottle competitively.
Sit down, chat for maybe 25 mins.
I stand up and I realize...
I'm blitzed.
I tell one of the hottest babes from a neighbouring school that she's so hot, she asked how hot? I said that I'd bend her over and bang her.
Little did I know that the dude sitting with her and holding her hand was her boyfriend, but they both laughed it off relatively well. She followed me on Twitter and Instagram.
My next exploit was the kitchen. I think I was visibly plastered because people started handing me frozen waffles and milk.
Naturally, I started to down the frozen waffles and chug the milk to the sound of cheering fans. Mind you, I didn't go for the milk and waffles, they brought them to me.
Next thing you know, I'm outside having a smoke, woozy as fuck and barely conscious.
A girl, who happens to be my old school friend's sister, asks me if she can slap me in the face and desperate for any female touch at that young age, I said, "Sure!", turned my cheek and waited for it. I stood there for like ten seconds before somebody jumped out of nowhere (considering my eyes were closed) and socked me in the side of the face. Being this drunk, it didn't hurt. Turned out to be a drug dealer looking for a freebie.
Cops ended up rolling and shutting it down.
The parents ended up divorced and the host of the party's father is now living downstairs beneath me as a tenant.
As I said, not really a date or a fuck up story considering I ended up with awesome grad dates and valedictorian.
Also, fuck Tinder. Until my wrist gets carpel tunnel and my legs break, I will never resort to meeting up with random sluts on the internet.
Went to a Halloween Party in high school with my crew at some trashy chick's house... with a full bottle of my dad's Crown Royal whiskey.
Drink half the bottle competitively.
Sit down, chat for maybe 25 mins.
I stand up and I realize...
I'm blitzed.
I tell one of the hottest babes from a neighbouring school that she's so hot, she asked how hot? I said that I'd bend her over and bang her.
Little did I know that the dude sitting with her and holding her hand was her boyfriend, but they both laughed it off relatively well. She followed me on Twitter and Instagram.
My next exploit was the kitchen. I think I was visibly plastered because people started handing me frozen waffles and milk.
Naturally, I started to down the frozen waffles and chug the milk to the sound of cheering fans. Mind you, I didn't go for the milk and waffles, they brought them to me.
Next thing you know, I'm outside having a smoke, woozy as fuck and barely conscious.
A girl, who happens to be my old school friend's sister, asks me if she can slap me in the face and desperate for any female touch at that young age, I said, "Sure!", turned my cheek and waited for it. I stood there for like ten seconds before somebody jumped out of nowhere (considering my eyes were closed) and socked me in the side of the face. Being this drunk, it didn't hurt. Turned out to be a drug dealer looking for a freebie.
Cops ended up rolling and shutting it down.
The parents ended up divorced and the host of the party's father is now living downstairs beneath me as a tenant.
As I said, not really a date or a fuck up story considering I ended up with awesome grad dates and valedictorian.
Also, fuck Tinder. Until my wrist gets carpel tunnel and my legs break, I will never resort to meeting up with random sluts on the internet.
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