thanksgiving? um yeah. so,anyways. the wine flowed, i ate tons and tons and tons, while my family did miserable touristy stuff in the rain (im not a total jerk, I took them down the village the next day). anways, i gave thanks and made merry and my family let me (read: i threatened them) DJ for most of the evening. So latrz, I dialed up Ryan Key who's big bro was in town for the holidays. His name is Derek and he does PR in Houston TX and Ryan had hyped him up as the craziest person alive, but I was all, whatever man, I can handle crazy. So I went to meet them at Welcome To the Johnsons, which was pretty dead (everywhere we went afterwards was too) due to the holidayz and the rain and whatnot.
Anyways Derek seemed really nice and normal and was just chillin and drinking some Guinnes with Ryan when I arrived. They were cute.
I drank some PBRs and looked stupid
ANYWAYS, we had to show Derek a *time*, yknow because he was in town and all for this special occasion, and he had yet to unleash the beast, so I suggested the open bar at Lit. And that was pretty much the beginning of the end.
This is me looking at Derek all suspicious like as he bought us a round of shots that tasted like lemonade while we waited for the open bar to start.
So the open bar started and Derek was like hell yes. Dude was insane, drank like 8 drinks in 30 seconds, started getting all crazy like and hitting on the uber hip bartender and whatnot. She kept having to tell him that he could only get one drink at a time, at which point he would gesture at me and Ryan and we would shrug and hide our drinks. Needless to say, we shortly had an impressive collection of vodka tonics.
and that was really the end.
The place was dead, we posted right up on the bar and continued ordering drink after drink after drink (the open bar was only a half an hour.) Look at me flashing all the cash that I was not spending.
anyways then I started dancing or something and everything is fuzzy after that.
somehow I ended up back uptown at my aunts. Drunksgiving 2k6. holla!
Anyways Derek seemed really nice and normal and was just chillin and drinking some Guinnes with Ryan when I arrived. They were cute.
I drank some PBRs and looked stupid
ANYWAYS, we had to show Derek a *time*, yknow because he was in town and all for this special occasion, and he had yet to unleash the beast, so I suggested the open bar at Lit. And that was pretty much the beginning of the end.
This is me looking at Derek all suspicious like as he bought us a round of shots that tasted like lemonade while we waited for the open bar to start.
So the open bar started and Derek was like hell yes. Dude was insane, drank like 8 drinks in 30 seconds, started getting all crazy like and hitting on the uber hip bartender and whatnot. She kept having to tell him that he could only get one drink at a time, at which point he would gesture at me and Ryan and we would shrug and hide our drinks. Needless to say, we shortly had an impressive collection of vodka tonics.
and that was really the end.
The place was dead, we posted right up on the bar and continued ordering drink after drink after drink (the open bar was only a half an hour.) Look at me flashing all the cash that I was not spending.
anyways then I started dancing or something and everything is fuzzy after that.
somehow I ended up back uptown at my aunts. Drunksgiving 2k6. holla!
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