Whos going tonight?

LordStanley

I know nothing
Did anyone get shot? :lmao:

No.... But there was this minor altercation that happened torwards the end of the night.

I was wrangling up the drunks to drive them home. Bouncers ran outside. i went out a few minutes later to get the drunks in the van. out comes this dude, 150 lb feather weight, took off his shirt, flexed something that looked like muscles, cursed his way through the parking lot, while some poor chick tried to get him in the car.

I swear on my life, he had a tattoo on the back of his shoulders that looked like it said "Sweet"
 

4d2008

New Member
:killingme: darn, so my only wish of having 20 of your kids will never come true...
we can practice anytime :love:
:buddies: That's the only way to roll!
:buddies:
No.... But there was this minor altercation that happened torwards the end of the night.

I was wrangling up the drunks to drive them home. Bouncers ran outside. i went out a few minutes later to get the drunks in the van. out comes this dude, 150 lb feather weight, took off his shirt, flexed something that looked like muscles, cursed his way through the parking lot, while some poor chick tried to get him in the car.

I swear on my life, he had a tattoo on the back of his shoulders that looked like it said "Sweet"
It said dude.
 

nachomama

All Up In Your Grill
No.... But there was this minor altercation that happened torwards the end of the night.

I was wrangling up the drunks to drive them home. Bouncers ran outside. i went out a few minutes later to get the drunks in the van. out comes this dude, 150 lb feather weight, took off his shirt, flexed something that looked like muscles, cursed his way through the parking lot, while some poor chick tried to get him in the car.

I swear on my life, he had a tattoo on the back of his shoulders that looked like it said "Sweet"

It said dude.

You took the words right out of my mouth. :killingme
 

Peter Forsberg

New Member
No.... But there was this minor altercation that happened torwards the end of the night.

I was wrangling up the drunks to drive them home. Bouncers ran outside. i went out a few minutes later to get the drunks in the van. out comes this dude, 150 lb feather weight, took off his shirt, flexed something that looked like muscles, cursed his way through the parking lot, while some poor chick tried to get him in the car.

I swear on my life, he had a tattoo on the back of his shoulders that looked like it said "Sweet"
Wasn't me.:killingme
 
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