A Canada Day Memory
So being the Idiot that I am, I drank too much tequila on Canada Day. Therefore some of the following events come back to me only in a sort of blurred haze...
I am walking down the street, on my way to get greasy pizza and a girl runs into me.
Bam!!
Just like a bird into a pane of glass...as if i wasn't even there. (I'm 6'2" so I guess I am pretty hard to miss)
Anyway she bounces off me and Poof!!!
Off comes her sun dress. As if by some magical release string, top comes down...boobie comes out.
I think I even turned to her and said "wow, nice boobie" although i can neither confirm nor deny this. Friends in tow are also unable to recall.
I wish I could recall....
...damn IDIOTIC Tequila.
I am walking down the street, on my way to get greasy pizza and a girl runs into me.
Bam!!
Just like a bird into a pane of glass...as if i wasn't even there. (I'm 6'2" so I guess I am pretty hard to miss)
Anyway she bounces off me and Poof!!!
Off comes her sun dress. As if by some magical release string, top comes down...boobie comes out.
I think I even turned to her and said "wow, nice boobie" although i can neither confirm nor deny this. Friends in tow are also unable to recall.
I wish I could recall....
...damn IDIOTIC Tequila.
posted by Pamer at 3:16 PM
3 Comments:
tequila screws me up big time. i tried it just this year and being the cheap drunk that i am it affects me a lot more than i anticipated. people tell me when i drink tequila i slur and stutter. haha..
hey you commented whoot!!!
I am of the opinion that we are all cheap drunks under the influence of tequila
ofcourse i commented! i just keep forgetting i can comment on people's blogs. haha..
but you're right with the tequila thing. it is a conspiracy and a damn good one.
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