Last night my friend Charles and I went to see the last leg of the Tim and Eric Awesome Show Great Job! tour at our neighborhood's very own Echoplex. The show was fun, and had more fat dudes in spandex than I ever thought I'd see in one place. All in all they did a great job, so we in turn did a pretty great job at getting drunk. As we exited the venue and walked out to Glendale Blvd., a rather strange sight to behold greeted us - in the form of an RV parked with people singing karaoke outside of it. Inside were a host of strong alcoholic beverages just sitting there - free for us to mix ourselves. By the time we sung our second karaoke song (which was Ring of Fire) the bus had killed a whole bottle of Maker's Mark and somehow I managed to stay vertical as the vehicle was put in motion and drove our mobile party unit to a bar directly across the street from Charles' place. Being X amount of drinks deep and making an ass of myself on the dance floor I made the most of my Tuesday night, then stumbled out the door. I woke up this morning with my shirt inside out and puke stain on my pants, as well as on Charles' futon. Great Job!
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damn dudes, now I need a bad idea!
joel, i believe you're the only one of us left that still knows how to party. i might need to take a class on drinking at the Learning Annex.
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Man, I paid the price for it yesterday morning though. And last night I had to go back and clean up my mess that had been sitting there all day.
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