Another night
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25 Aug 2007, 01:12
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Everything started fine, my classmate had her 23th birthday party at her house and we drank some beer and punch there. After that we headed to sing some karaoke (god damn we are good singers, idols-skill imo).
After that we separeted, birthday-girl got too drunk and had to home and me and some of my friends headed to a local club to dance, you know, tried to get laid. I found some nice brunette, 19-years old, we talked for a long time and I think that she liked me. At some point my friend came and asked us to dance with him, we were like "Sure, why not". So we moved to the stage.
We danced like for a minute, and then my friends (Who had asked us to dance with him) wife comes around, pissed as a ass-fucked raccoon, "Who the fuck does that bitch think she is dancing with you?" and she smacks "my" girl straight to the face. She gets a huge bleed in her nose, it might broke, not sure.
For a brief moment I am so confused that I dont´t know what happened, suddenly the guards hit me to the ground. I try to explain, "It wasn´t me!", doesn´t help. Then the girl who got hit (I guess her name was Susanne) tells that it wasn´t me, and the guards let me go. They still took my name, address and phone number, I guess I am a witness, but how can I say anything against my friends wife?
I was out of that club straight away and I swear that I will never go to a same club with my friends wife, ffs.
After that we separeted, birthday-girl got too drunk and had to home and me and some of my friends headed to a local club to dance, you know, tried to get laid. I found some nice brunette, 19-years old, we talked for a long time and I think that she liked me. At some point my friend came and asked us to dance with him, we were like "Sure, why not". So we moved to the stage.
We danced like for a minute, and then my friends (Who had asked us to dance with him) wife comes around, pissed as a ass-fucked raccoon, "Who the fuck does that bitch think she is dancing with you?" and she smacks "my" girl straight to the face. She gets a huge bleed in her nose, it might broke, not sure.
For a brief moment I am so confused that I dont´t know what happened, suddenly the guards hit me to the ground. I try to explain, "It wasn´t me!", doesn´t help. Then the girl who got hit (I guess her name was Susanne) tells that it wasn´t me, and the guards let me go. They still took my name, address and phone number, I guess I am a witness, but how can I say anything against my friends wife?
I was out of that club straight away and I swear that I will never go to a same club with my friends wife, ffs.
good night <3 sleep well beatiful dreams
go on the street and get some bitch. you have to pay some money but noone is complaining at least. ITS WORTH THE MONEY ALRAIT?!?!?!?!!??!!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?