We started out nice, fresh and clean.
Then things started to get out of hand...when we broke one of the glasses playing a drinking dice game...and another. Two broken glasses in less than an hour.
The next thing I know, I was on stage.
Sung 'Happy Birthday' to, forced to chug a beer and down a shot, danced and almost fell flat in front of the whole bar.
And the rest of the night was a flurry blur.
A MOTHERFARKING ROCKING FLURRY BLUR OF INSANITY.
I even flashed my butt to the band. Thanks to my batshit crazy friends. And I was too pissed drunk to even notice. Luckily, I wasn't wearing granny panties. And luckily, no incriminating photos/videos were taken. I'd have to quit my job like, now. That's how insane it got.
But best of all, I got to live my rock star dream.
It was an atrocious, drunken attempt, but still...Rockstar Achievement: Unlocked.
So all I wanted was a great night.
Instead I got OUT OF MY FUCKING MIND INSANE.
I'd turn 25 all over again.
|Even if I forget how to smile properly.|
*Photos courtesy of them awesomely retarded friends