St. Patty's Day
I started off by going to school in my kilt. I was already sick with a fever from the day before, so it kind of sucked. I got a lot of mixed reactions at school. It was either someone saying it was sexy, someone asking what was under it, or someone just kind of looking at me like I was a wierdo. I took two tests though, and I got really good grades. One was a 100, and I don't know about the other, but I know it was good. I spent about an hour with Becca, but that's all the time I got with her. I don't have her phone number, so I'm not gonna get to see her until after the break's over.
At about 1130, Adam and I went to McGuires and started drinking. We started off with an Irish Wake and a shot of Jameson each. Then we got a table and had some food. By this time Adam was already drunk. After more drinks and finishing our food, Bunker joined the table. Then we headed over to Sammy's. It was about 1400 in the afternoon. Adam and Bunker spent the time hitting on some strippers and getting them to come to our party. I just drank some beer and watched the amateurs at the strip club. We walked (or in Adam's case, stumbled) back down to McGuires at about 1630. When we got there we got another drink and then watched the guy sing. About 10 minutes into being there, Adam went and found a table and just sat down at it. SO we kind of comendeered it. Two Middle aged people sat down with us and I started talking to them while Adam and Bunker wondered around aimlessly. The two people ended up being Mike Brady and his wife. Mike is a friend of my dad's that I've heard alot about but never met. He knew who I was right away though. Mike's daughter and her friend ended up sitting with us and I got her friend's phone number. Adam was practically passing out on the table so Bunker took him for a walk. I got up after we paid the tab and said my farewells. I found Bunker but he said Adam had wondered off. We found that Adam had somehow gotten his keys out of Bunker's coat pocket while it was at the table without us knowing. He drove to someone's house. Luckily Adam's friend said that Adam was passed out and he wasn't going to let Adam leave. We then went to Seville. It was about 2000 hours. Drank a little there. Some lady came up to me while I was walking down the hall and asked what was under the kilt. I told her a penis and an ass. She grabbed the kilt while she was walking beside me and just lifted it up. She was like "wow, you were right." Then she smiled and ran off and told her friend about the big adventure she'd just had. We then went to Captain Fun's at 2100 to see my bro cuz he was working. At Captain Fun's I saw some people I didn't want to see, but they drank with us anyways. We went back to Seville. At Seville I told Bunker that I was gonna drive these girls back to fun's so my bro could take them home becasue they were to trashed to drive. This was about 0100 hours Friday morning. I told Bunker to meet me over there in his car. It's 1 block from Seville, so I knew it wouldn't be hard. I got them to Fun's, but I never saw Bunk again. How do you get lost in one block? So I had to end up waking someone up just to come and get me and drive me back to Beulah at 0200 in the morning. I wasn't even drunk by that time brecasue my balls were so cold from the breeze in my kilt. I drank for 13 1/2 hours. Pretty good job I think. Sorry, no pictures. We lost our disposable camera somehow throughout the night. Maybe I'll find one of the 300 people who took pics of me that day and get some copies from them.