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Monday, 3 April 2006
the girl who changed her mind
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My Drunk friday night


Alright this blog is about my friday night that just passed...

Okay Friday night im going out with my friend Mush, her bofriend Scott, Big Phil, Matt and Janine other wise known as J-Nine. So we go to Howl at the Moon on Fordham we walk in and first thing Scott and me find out is 7 dollars for a pitcher of beer. After going to acapulco beer has become like water to me and Scott loves beer. We decide to buy two pitchers we give our crew some drinks and then we start drinking out of the pitcher and we get a couple of looks but hey its all good. we down the pitchers and scott tells me he'll pay for this round of pitchers if i go get them. So I walk to the bar and some random drunk girl starts to talk to me. Her names Sarah (for the rest of this stroy we shall refer to her as DrunkGirl and she introduces me to her very sober friend Anna. Shes all over me its pretty ridiculous i start pounding on pitcher number 2 and she says something along the lines of this. " Beer is for bitches hard liqour is where its at"( heres a list of phrases you never say to Ramon #1. I can outdance you. #2 Do you want a shot. #3 I will outdrink you) I say "listen I drink like its my fucking day job I'll do shots wit you wanna try and prove your retarded theory im game" i ask for Jameson and they just ran out fine time to pull out the big guns, I order four shots of bacardi 151 i pass a shot to Scott, DrunkGirl and i keep two. We take the shots and Scott makes fun of me for chasing the shots with Beer, DrunkGirl complains that the shot burns her lungs. Then she says something like this " How can you drink that i like kamakieze shots" I discovered that wonderful shot in Cancun read my other blog for details. I order 4 shots of kamakieze and another pitcher of beer. i finish both shots before she sips one. She starts to feel me up like no tomorrow and then she drunkenly tries to kiss me i turn away because of my now destroyed bet. I say to her " did you just try to kiss me and miss" She says " why is that a problem" nope not at all we make out and she reaches into my pants and starts going to work I say " whoa there!! i got an apartment if you wanna do that" she says and i repeat "Are you gonna invite me over or what" GAME ON!!! LADIES AND GENTLEMEN RAMON IS LEAVING TE BUILDING. I take off with DrunkGirl and somehow drive home in my drunken state. We stumble in my apartment we know what happened lets just say an hour went by and we were naked for all of it. I'm comfortable in my blankets and out of the FUCKING BLUE she starts to cry a fucking river. "I never do this, i can't believe i went home with you, I don't even know where I am." i know this sounds horrible but i was so drunk i start to laugh. ( yea i know i'm going to hell) I try to calm her down but its not happening she runs to the bathroom and i hear her talking on the phone with her friend in tears then i hear this one sentence that killed me she said this " yea I'm at his apartment and i dont know where i am... this kid John i met at the bar" I yell out "MY NAME IS RAMON AND YOUR TEN MINUTES AWAY FROM THE BAR" i try to contain myself from laughing more. She comes out grabs her really long coat and says " I need to go home" i start laughing at her " your gonna go outside just like that you know your clothes are on the floor over there" She gets dressed and i drive her to her friends apartment which is a block away from the bar we exchange numbers and i go home on my merry way i start drunk dialing people on the way home and i call like 20 people in like 25 minutes. I stumble in my apartment and my phone rings its DrunkGirl " i forgot my underwear at your place." i hang up the phone and start hysterial laughing and start looking for her underwear drunkenly. I find it and i call her back and leave a voicemail "im not sure what you want me to do with your underwear okay call me back bye" and that was my friday night and im still trying to figure out what to do with her underwear im thinking of nailing them to my bathroom wall just for laughs.

Posted by ramoncabral at 2:15 AM EDT
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