before

first of all… there is a great story involved… which since it’s been brought into question i shall divulge now.

SO lil background, as some of you may know i’m a very outgoing guy, i can go anywhere, meet people, and have a grand ole’ time. We’d started drinking around 10 that night at a friends apt. and left for the bar at 12. On the walk there, right b4 the bar I said “hey hunny!” to two girls and a guy walking by the other way. Promptly I received a “How’s it going?” So i turned on the charm and threw out a “Why don’t you two girls ditch the guy and come to the bar with us?” The girl in question turns around (at this point I’d already made the kill, knew it right off) and says “Where ya going?” “Wolfies” “ok!” So then we continue walking with our new friend amanda… who was a lil tipsy, and continued to tell me her best friend and boyfriend were fighting and she’s thankful we were friendly. We get to the bar, get MY FREE T-SHIRT AND BEFORE PICTURE!!! a round of shots, and drinks for everyone, and start the night off right. I continue to learn that she has a habit of picking up “creepers??(not sure what that is)” and I assure her we’re not them. The night goes well, good music, alcohol, fun dancing in cages, more alcohol. And all my original intentions were for my friend who’s a lil less blessed in the looks dept. (not that i’m a gem) to rock her boat. He gets 4 more 7&7’s in and I see he’s out of the ring, along with off his barstool. So I take the reins, get on the horse, and have some fun with the girl. The only part I regret is getting a round of jack at last call, prob not the greatest shot for last. So we head out, where I get my FREE VISOR AND AFTER PICTURE!!! and walk her to god knows where. We get there, do the unmentionables, then I left and found a party, cause I needed directions to my buddies apt. and had no idea where to go. Plus I was a lil thirsty after my workout, and a cold beer was the perfect cure. So I found a random frat, go inside have some fun, met a 15 year old that i told to go home. And get directions written on a pizza box(picture to follow when i get it from my buddy). At which point I start my 45 min walk. After the first intersection I spotted a sheetz, all night sandwiches(chicken caesar wrap FTW!!), drinks(gallikers lime tea FTW!!!) and decide to make my way there. On my way out, I stole their shovel cause they were kinda D-bags and continue on home. I get in around 5 and wake everyone up cause they were “*edited*in weak *edited* *edited*” and continue to be rambunctious. Steal one of my buddies’ gf’s earings, and use it as a tack to hang my cardboard pizza box map on his wall, tell him to try choking his gf a lil cause it’s fun and hot as *edited*, then drink my last guiness i had saved for the occasion and passed out on one of those 3ft *edited*in love seat couches(what a *edited*in joke, i shall never have one in my home).

So there is the story, I left some random parts out, but it was a good time had by me, oh and there was a fight at the frat house – kinda fun, chipped tooth, bloody knuckles, eye gash, some stitches needed (none by me of course). And I played doctor, I dunno who would let me examine their wounds wearing a free t-shirt and matching visor from the bar, but it worked out and I might have done some good, i don’t remember much. But I try to help the world in any way I can.

And for the record, awful BJ, great sex…