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Saturday, June 17, 2006
Drunk Guys are Cool Too

Ok, that's a stretch, but they can be amusing. But, maybe they shouldn't pole dance?



Just a typical Friday night. Sorry so grainy and blurry. It was getting dark and the cheap ass Razr phone doesn't have a flash. Shit, even my old Sprint phone had a flash.

I don't know this drunk guy, really don't want to know this drunk guy, and I'm sure this drunk guy would shit a brick if he knew we took this picture and proceeded to use it on my blog. Oh well, he wasn't around for consultation this morning. I dislike drunk guys more than drunk chicks so that should tell you something.

Some friends of ours band was playing at this bar in their outdoor beer garden. The Singer Chick sang her ass off, as usual, and fun was had by all. The reason they were playing at this place was because the bar had a golf outing earlier in the day and as a part of said outing the bar had food and a band waiting for them upon their return. They had a raffle and gave shit away. We had our seats all lined up on one particular picnic table and we were good to go. However, the wait staff totally blew and we couldn't get a drink to save our lives. So, we went in to get a drink. When we came back out these two women and a guy took our seats to eat their dinner. No big thing. We stood for a while, walked around for a while, went out to the car to, well, for a while that's all you need to know. When we came back the table was empty again so we sat at it. There were a few open envelopes on the table so we looked for a garbage can to toss 'em. There wasn't one around so we left them there. About an hour, yes, I said an HOUR later one of the women that had their dinner at our table came over for the envelopes. Of course, she had about 4 drinks more in her than she did earlier in the evening. She takes the envelope and looks inside and gives us an evil look. She says, "Where are the tickets?". We're, like, "What tickets?". She says, "The Cubs tickets!". We're like, "Lady, we have no idea what the hell you're talking about.". She's says, "I know you took them. They were right here and I just know you did!". We're like, "Fuck off. We didn't take your tickets. If they were that important why didn't you take them with you.". Dumb ass people. We're going to have such a great time at that game!

*side note - we did not take her fucking tickets*
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