Its Saturday Night. Do YOU know where your friends are??

If only we could all be bouncers at a club.

You went in without paying a cover, bouncers are sometimes dicks, where’s the part of the story where we go omg?

Lame. I fucking hate bouncers. Everywhere. Even the ones at my party were being dicks to me. Fuck em.

if you dont want to pay cover … stay home.

you shouldn’t have been a complete panzy though…

or go to allen st.

i think i’ll take option 2. a lot less popped collar, spikey hair, striped shirt wearing meatheads. and you can actually meet girls that are cool. not tanned up cakefaced clown lookin bitches. :tup:

ps - everybody that goes to chip needs to tan more.

ya let me be a fucking rambo to 4 roided up ex-high school football playing bouncers… good idea. i’d be posting from the ER.

in all seriousness - i didn’t do ANYTHING to deserve the way i was treated.

Hey now. I’m a tanned up cakefaced clown…bitch. Don’t be hatin on my peeps.

decided to play bob vila and build some shit from scratch :smiley: the woman and I watched the sabres, helluva game.

then my buddy shows up with the case of labatt’s ice :roll: gotta love hosting SB parties with an ice-driven holy hell hangover. ah well, some irish coffee and that takes care of that, although the computer screen is being all wonky to these eyes today :biglaugh:

Thanks to fastmofo, I was at the OAR concert

labatt ice = worst fucking hangover ever. wow. i stoped drinkin it for tha reason alone… shit tastes soooooo good, and fucks you up quick.

anything with “ice” in the name is sure to be for alcoholics.

not that it’s sat anymore…but i got mad sick overnight…feel like crap

ha word it was a good time :tup:

:WORD: to that! man I don’t want that shit again. :hang: