...so the Beau and I went out tonight with my friend K. The reason for this night out was Dollar domestic beer night at "The Pistol" ((not actual name, but it is close)), and because one of our managers from another store ((who is AWESOME)) is in town so we all wanted to go drinking. I decided to let the Beau drink tonight and I would drive home.
Of course K's roommate who we shall call "Casanova" because he basically chases anything with legs, came along. And while I normally LOVE the boy, he gets really pretentious when he gets drunk... because...well he thinks he is really smart.
I just need to get some irk off my chest so please bear with me.
1. I have told you from the moment you invited me that I was the DD and as such would not be drinking. So when I get there DO NOT pester me incessantly about having a drink. "Come one Red... just OOOOONNNNNEEEEE" I am not a 'just one' person. I am a just 4 person.... I do not drink if I have to drive. NO. Shut up.
2. Do not criticize how i did my hair. I know you totally think I should go for the slanted part thing you are rocking.... my hair works for me... it looks damn cute and if you try to touch it again I will break your arm.
3. When I tell you I am going home soon. Deal with it. I have agreed to stay 2 hours later than I wanted. Do not bitch.
4. Do not make fun of me for not drinking. I have told you why I am not. You are losing brownie points.
6. When I proceed to try and leave. DO. NOT. TRY. AND GRAB MY KEYS! Out of my hand. That is a good way to get yourself punched in the face you drunken tart.
7. Casanova, do not try and eloquently explain to me the reasons why I shouldn't leave, and why I am so fucking lame for leaving at midnight. Cause I will, as I did, tell you to sit on your explanation and rotate.
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Now I love K. She has been my best friend since I moved out to Wa. But tonight she was so bloody drunk I almost decked her, and I almost punched Casanova just for being a pretentious ass.
sorry... I'm just upset.
Of course K's roommate who we shall call "Casanova" because he basically chases anything with legs, came along. And while I normally LOVE the boy, he gets really pretentious when he gets drunk... because...well he thinks he is really smart.
I just need to get some irk off my chest so please bear with me.
1. I have told you from the moment you invited me that I was the DD and as such would not be drinking. So when I get there DO NOT pester me incessantly about having a drink. "Come one Red... just OOOOONNNNNEEEEE" I am not a 'just one' person. I am a just 4 person.... I do not drink if I have to drive. NO. Shut up.
2. Do not criticize how i did my hair. I know you totally think I should go for the slanted part thing you are rocking.... my hair works for me... it looks damn cute and if you try to touch it again I will break your arm.
3. When I tell you I am going home soon. Deal with it. I have agreed to stay 2 hours later than I wanted. Do not bitch.
4. Do not make fun of me for not drinking. I have told you why I am not. You are losing brownie points.
6. When I proceed to try and leave. DO. NOT. TRY. AND GRAB MY KEYS! Out of my hand. That is a good way to get yourself punched in the face you drunken tart.
7. Casanova, do not try and eloquently explain to me the reasons why I shouldn't leave, and why I am so fucking lame for leaving at midnight. Cause I will, as I did, tell you to sit on your explanation and rotate.
~~~~~
Now I love K. She has been my best friend since I moved out to Wa. But tonight she was so bloody drunk I almost decked her, and I almost punched Casanova just for being a pretentious ass.
sorry... I'm just upset.
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