So after SPEL was done, Vin, Josh and myself headed downtown to go to our friend Jen's friend's birthday. Here's the lovely Mercedes..."Surprise! You don't know us!
If Vin ever asks to see my camera, chances are it's because there's girl who either has her panties showing or just has a dope-ass badonkadonk butt...and either way, Vin's going to make sure he gets a picture of it.
So I'm talking in the corner with one of Melissa's friends and all of a sudden I look over and see Vin chatting this bird up wit da quickness. I thought he had something cooking...
I ran over to them and kept trying to flatter one of the drunk ladies into letting me take her picture. I kept telling her "C'mon, it'll be so pretty." This photo is the result of me chasing her around and trying to get her in the frame. (Note my eye on the left). She was dying to dig into her freshly bought 16oz Bud Pounder (with a straw, no less. ROCK!)
Okay, so I'm chilling in the beer room getting a drink (remeber, this is college and most of the kids aren't old enough to drink, bless their little hearts, so there was a whole room set aside for all the "older" kids), and this incredibly hot, scantily-clad, girl comes up to me and just starts freaking my shit. I don't think I've ever smiled that big in my life.
After resting up the first night, we decided to hit the town on our second night. We asked for the local "hot spot" and were promptly directed to some Cabana-type bar in the middle of a strip mall parking lot....where we met this guy, the drunkest guy ever. He was from England and wanted us to call him should we ever visit. He wrote his number down on a 20 pound note in the most illegible handwriting I've ever seen.
Doug, once again pretending he's visiting from "across the pond" convinces the hot dog vendor guy to pose with him in a picture. (Bonus points for having his arm aroun him.)
