This Is The Most Public of My Many Humiliations
Monday, November 15, 2004
well well well,
this weekend was long and interesting.
It all started on friday night(as most weekends do). My friends and I decided early, we were partying hard that night.
We all went to Wally's house to begin the night with a super bang. It was ashley's bday, she wanted to goto sharkeys so that's where we went.
Everything seemed to be going great, people were drinking and partying like there was no tomorrow.
Then many of my friends began running up to me saying something along the lines of "yo man your twin is here, we went up to him thinking he was you, hahahaha"
my twin eh?
this is something I had to see, so I look around the bar, and find the dude, explain to him the situation and ask him for a picture. He even wore a serious amount of rings on his hands.
"I learned when I was young, that weapons are not allowed in certain establishments, so I turned my hands into weapons"
After meeting Rico(wrong spelling), I had a good laugh, he was a nice guy, with great style.
The testosterone must have been in the water that night, cause fights were breaking out like crazy. At one point someone got thrown along a table, knocking all the glasses and candles on to the floor, making the floor a pit of broken glass and candle wax.
It was almost last call and we were all getting ready for the after party, I come inside from my cig, to get Dent and some others, when I see Dent getting talked to by a bouncer.
Then outta nowhere the bouncer picks him up in a full nelson and body slams his ass to the floor. Dent was knocked out and his face was in a pile of broken glass. I then lost it. I flipped. I started calling the bouncers rookies, cause they were trying to pick him up when he was KO'd. He could have had severe neck injuries, so I began to take pictures. This pissed of the bouncers big time, they attacked me, reaching for my camera trying to take it from me. I jumped onto a chair and jumped out the door into the parking lot. A bouncer followed me out. He was about the size of a sliver on a matchstick(small), he started pushing me, and yelling at me, I laughed at him and spit on the ground infront of him(guess that is the Italian in me). I got in my cab and went to the after party for a while.
So then Saturday rolled around. I was chilling with Steve all day at his place thinking about what to do with the evening. Then my friend Greg(aka serial booty caller) walked in, making a special appearance from Montreal. He was talking about driving out to Guelph to see what we could see. So after some shitty Chinese food, we piled into the escape and started to drive. We went to our friends house and set up camp, they all drank, a lot. Then we headed with some girls to Molly Blooms, a bar where my friend works as a bouncer. There was a line-up, good thing our friend works the front door. We go in, its a tiny little pub filled with people. The live music was pretty great too.
Greg hooked up with a girl almost immediately and disappeared into a dark alley till the next morning. We then left that bar for a bit and went to a club called the palace, saw Jax, wished her a happy bday, then Austin got kicked out for smoking in the club, dumbass.
I went back to the pub to get my other friend and his Gf. My friend batman then decides to start a fight in the bar he works at. Nothing really amounted from it at that point. Walking to get pizza sucked, cause we ran into the guy batman wanted to fight. They threw some fists and batman kicked his ass and I stole his hat.
that was the end of the night.
Yesterday was fucking great, we drove home the weather was grand. I got home around 1pm passed out on my sofa until about 8pm. Then went out and got my new sick laptop. Now I have two good laptops and feel like a tool. But I am planning on opening an office soon. An office for what, i dont know? So it all should work out.
killed softly at 11/15/2004 11:11:00 AM
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