Yes, day four. I wish i was shittin ya, but i aint. And day four was prolly the pinnacle, the top, the outmost of the 4 days of drinking.
It began when i met up with Mila and his friends for a "walk down 17th". Yup. Famous muthafuckin last words.
Started at at the ship with a bloody mary...and the beginning of one of the repeated themes of the night. The singing of the Old Spice song. [ Doo doo de doo doo de de doo doo de doo doo....]
Went to "jim the octopus" [aka Bob the Fish...and another theme of the night] to play Buck hunter. At some point i began referring to myself as "Pussy Galore" and began hump attacking EVERYTHING. [theme 3]
At some point we ended up at Lucky...all the while hump attacking, singing the old spice song, and calling Graham "jim the octopus". At some point me and Mila became dancin fools. Apparently we were "vogue-ing". And yes-- at one point i was table dancing for the peoples. When the bouncers asked me to get down, I informed them i was just "giving the people what they wanted".
Then we went to Tantra [and erm, i may had a bit of a jealousy attack causing us to leave] so me and Mila decided to buy a case of black label [ obviously we werent drunk enough?!?!] and get bizzay. Maybe the constant hump attacking triggered sumpin in his brain.
I gave him a "special birthday BJ" [oh yeah, it was his bday-- i also got him some piercings, no, just his ears..for now] and i think we had sex.
But seriously. Im starting to get spotty... the drinking honestly ends now.
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