Scenes from a Thursday Night
Little in the Middle but She got much Back

I went out with Greger and his buddy Dougie last night and rolled in at like 4:30…..”Holy Crap” I can tell I was real wasted cause I am still finding random parts of my outfit from last night all over the house the next day at 11 (I tend to get ready for bed at random spots throughout my house when I’m drunk, it’s like Easter the next morning trying to find my watch….)

• “I gotta call the wife, I’ll be back in an hour.” “Fuckin’ pussy”


• If I ever get Greger to re-do the “Baby Got Back” dance he did while we sang it at karaoke, it will be the second most hilarious moment of my existence (the original dance would still be first)


• Greg puking behind the bar


• Still mad Lea and Cherie wouldn’t sing with me (I’m gonna get one of you two to sing with me sooner or later!)


• “Yeah another order of 4 Coors lights for the two of us”


• Hot Girls + Douche bags = What the Fuck?


• “No question, we are getting shitty”


• Way too many hot girls at Denney’s at 4 AM for it have been Denney’s at 4 AM….


• Playing Shrek Party at Lea’s after the bars closed(I don’t care what you say, Mario Party beats it’s ass like Shrek was a red-headed stepchild)


• Breakfast at 4 AM with the three of us and the most coked-out guy I have EVER seen (“I’m from ‘Bama, I travel around the country being a caddie”)


• Cigars are the X-Factor, Dougie needs to smoke it next time instead of re-decorating the bar

Overall it was a real good time, I sometimes forget how fun Greg is to get drunk with. Hilarity ensues.

As you well know, appearances can be deceiving, which brings me back to the reason why we're here. We're not here because we're free. We're here because we're not free. There is no escaping reason; no denying purpose. Because as we both know, without purpose, we would not exist.