John's friend Tracey was in from Bahrain for 24 hours, so we met up at her hotel where she was kind enough to supply us with 100 proof vodka. And as longtime readers of this blog would know, that never works well for anyone.
So how did this one end up? Well, let's put it this way -- you know how every city has that one big kinda trashy bar where people can act like total dick monkeys and no one bats an eye? Yeah, we got kicked out of there.
And it gets better. We then walked down to the second trashiest lounge in the city, which was completely empty, not a soul in the place. So we all stumbled through the door together, and before we had even asked for a beer the bartenders shook their heads and refused to serve us. At an empty bar. Is everyone following this?
Finally, we gave up on the drinking, and filed into Burger King next door (which is inexplicably called "Hungry Jack's" in this country) and shoved a few whoppers into our faces while donning the crown of the Burger King himself.
Aww, yeah. That is the face of a WINNER.
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Many a night I say "My only goal for this evening is to not get kicked out of a bar." I usually succeed in that goal by not being allowed into the bar in the first place. That's right, right? I think I'm doing fuzzy math right now. Wait, no, I might be doing actual math. I can't really tell.
PS Zander, you remember the first night we met and I had like eleventy apple martinis and proved to be a total asshole? Yeah, tonight I had an apple martini (amongst beaucoup de other drinks) and so I wasn't a total asshole but I'm most definitely engaging in drunk blog commenting which I think is right on par. And seriously, those crazy blog-comment-verification letters are laughing at me right now, saying, you are clearly too drunk to accomplish this. We'll see about that. Is it an r or an i? We'll find out muthafucka.
hilarious. i thought i was the only one with this problem, as mentioned in your blog title. last week was my birthday and i think i drank for 2 weeks straight, the week before and week after. i haven't done that since college. yikes.
I have to say i enjoy blogging when i am drunk. I did it all this weekend! So usually the posts end up not making much sense!
you kind of look like a Muppet in this picture. Kind of like Guy Smiley except you're not smiling. so i guess that makes you Guy Saddy or Guy Drunky or something...
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