Barcade is pretty sweet. I got in the top twenty at Robotron, for you know, that day or whatever. The high score on the board is 10,000,000!!!! WTF?! Then we headed back and hit up the Don Julio tequila and the hookah. Good night.
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Barcade is pretty sweet. I got in the top twenty at Robotron, for you know, that day or whatever. The high score on the board is 10,000,000!!!! WTF?! Then we headed back and hit up the Don Julio tequila and the hookah. Good night.
Sorry dude, I pregamed with a 6 pack of rolling rock, 4 20mg adderalls, and 3 lines of coke with some extremely hot girls, then went barhopping around 29th street. I was getting IDed at all the places and getting in..
I thought I had sent you a PM the other night that I prob wasn't going to show up cuz my friend didn't want to go that far downtown... guess not. Sorry dude. (ps...it cost me 37 fucking dollars to park from 9pm to 8am.) And by the time I was done pregaming, I didn't even think of calling you to tell you I wasn't showing. (I DID mention going to Cheapshots to the peoples I was with though...)
Okay, now that I'm a bit sober lemme redo this:
Fun night last night.
And Rich, it's cool. I mean hang with some dudes or chicks. Choice seems pretty obvious. You guys are into some drug shit and that's just something I don't want to participate in again.
Something funny: ATM ate my card last night at 2:30 a.m., which left me with absolutely no cash for the rest of the night. I had no choice but to go home.
And two undercover cops pulled off a guy from the PATH train because he was talking shit, he turned out to be an off-duty cop, and the two cops still beat the shit out of him for starting shit on the train.
Drugs really aren't my thing, but if they're there, and more importantly, free then I'll try it. Last night was the first time I've done coke and honestly, it wasn't anywhere near as spectacular as I expected. Big let down, but it may have been a result of all the amphetamines too.
Anyway, we first went to this bar called Red Sky on 29th and Park, which was alot different than anything I've been to before. Lots of people dressed up nicely, sitting at candle lit tables and crap. Not the typical bar scene I'm used to. We then hiked back to 30th and 8th to some bar which was back to the typical college bar I've come to expect, only it was rather small. Both were expensive as shit, but I didn't pay for a drink in either... the girls paid for me lol :D (...she was also hot as fucking balls)
Anyway raz0r, if you're up for it (or anyone else for that matter), lets hit up a bar the week after Thanksgiving as well since I'll have a place to crash in the city. I really hate living so far away from the city that it's not worth going into alone for bars.
And here is a picture of the two girls I was with all night; i crashed at the girl on the left's, and the girl on the right is so much hotter; the pic does little justice.
They look like highschool Sophmores.
I'd hit it.
Anyway, I'm usually at some bar every week now so I don't care. I'll go wherever/whenever. If any of those chicks were drugged up enough I'm sure those panties would've slipped down pretty easily.
They're college sophmores.
Of coarse they were drugged up; one of em was doing bumps in the bar's bathroom. :pQuote:
I'd hit it.
Anyway, I'm usually at some bar every week now so I don't care. I'll go wherever/whenever. If any of those chicks were drugged up enough I'm sure those panties would've slipped down pretty easily.
I was just too fucked up to attempt anything with either; girl on the left is my best friend and it'd be awkward (though i'd do it anyway) and the girl on the right I just met but kept texting some dude all night while talking about how she hated him. I should have tried with her. I didn't. I lose at life.
I'll let you know next time i'm home; i'd love to go hit up a bar with some tnlers. (prob going to be the week after this meetup...after thanksgiving)
We're a fickle bunch. It barely works out as planned. I am going to predict maybe 80% of the people who say they are going don't end up going.
And I'd rather the one on the left. The one on the right looks too much like Italian bitches that I've talked to at school: stuck up and shut vags unless you're a goomba.