Ode to Sangria
Oh Sangria how i love thee,
how you turn shitty wine good and alcoholicy.
where you turn otherwise terrible nights into drunken chaoitic adventures.
So the other nighti got drunk off of a pitcher of sangria and decided to go to the bar, because i for once this year, didn't hate life at that moment. thanks to you sangria!
it was kind of hilarious i was talking about why guys continuously buy women drinks because it barely if ever increases their chances of being with them, and yet they continuously do it. i finished it saying that it probably increases their chance by .5% which is when i turned to this french girl i've been flirting with and said " so would you mind if i increased my chances by .5%?"
it was hilariously one of my smoother moments.
hopefully she isn't using me for my wit.
... actually as i was writing the tales of my drunken and hilarious adventures i decided that they weren't all that funny unless you were there watching me piece together the last couple of nights. the blackouts are hilarious the burn marks on my shirt and the reasons why an entire floor of guys want to murder jamie and myself, the unaccounted amounts of money and alcohol consumed. i just didn't even know where to begin.
how you turn shitty wine good and alcoholicy.
where you turn otherwise terrible nights into drunken chaoitic adventures.
So the other nighti got drunk off of a pitcher of sangria and decided to go to the bar, because i for once this year, didn't hate life at that moment. thanks to you sangria!
it was kind of hilarious i was talking about why guys continuously buy women drinks because it barely if ever increases their chances of being with them, and yet they continuously do it. i finished it saying that it probably increases their chance by .5% which is when i turned to this french girl i've been flirting with and said " so would you mind if i increased my chances by .5%?"
it was hilariously one of my smoother moments.
hopefully she isn't using me for my wit.
... actually as i was writing the tales of my drunken and hilarious adventures i decided that they weren't all that funny unless you were there watching me piece together the last couple of nights. the blackouts are hilarious the burn marks on my shirt and the reasons why an entire floor of guys want to murder jamie and myself, the unaccounted amounts of money and alcohol consumed. i just didn't even know where to begin.
posted by Doc at
1:21 AM
4 Comments:
i dunno i loled pretty good on msn
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joe, at 12:37 PM
Well as far as taking home chicks from the bar (I've done it once) I did buy her a drink. But I do buy chicks a fair amount of drinks at the bar, but its rarely because I want to take them home. It's because when I'm drunk I feel rich, or something. Heh, "mind if I increase my chances by .5%." I thought I wasn't smooth. But I think you should get into detail about this story, but mostly because I'm bored and need something to do.
By
Clifford, at 10:50 PM
does sangria touch you at night??
By
Anonymous, at 9:23 PM
what does that even mean?
By
joe, at 1:01 AM
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