So after Eleibfrid drove me home after a successful day of work yesterday I decided to just relax at home and hit the hay by oh say one o'clay (that means clock in rhyme language).
*Brrring, Brrring* My cell phone rings, well, actually, it yells at me. I changed my ring tone to some sound clip of someone yelling from somewhere, not exactly sure where, but it's amusing to say the least. To say the most, it's really amusing.
Anyways, it turns out my friend is near-by and is going to pick me up to go out for a night of fun. So I grab my goods (cellphone, wallet, and lyrical suaveness) and head out. Somewhere along the way from my house to the Wawa on the way to the destination, I lost my wallet.
What a headache! I just got my paycheck one day earlier, and here I go losing my wallet with all my Ids and cash! Talk about pain in my butt! (Hey John, did you hear about Patrick's butt pain? Yeah, I did, I really enjoy talking about the pain in his butt with you, Kyle.)
Anyways, the night picks up a bit after this little fiasco. We decide to hang out, have some rum, and enjoy the night. I woke up this morning in a couch with only boxers on and my best friend and I's body rubbing against each other. Like normal, that's how we sleep when there's no space.
Now I'm home, with about an hour of sleep and I have work in a few hours. Yipes! I hope the customers are deliciously dumb today, so I have something to laugh at to comfort my loss of my wallet.
And there's my story! Oh, and there were a bunch of naked people too last night.
*Brrring, Brrring* My cell phone rings, well, actually, it yells at me. I changed my ring tone to some sound clip of someone yelling from somewhere, not exactly sure where, but it's amusing to say the least. To say the most, it's really amusing.
Anyways, it turns out my friend is near-by and is going to pick me up to go out for a night of fun. So I grab my goods (cellphone, wallet, and lyrical suaveness) and head out. Somewhere along the way from my house to the Wawa on the way to the destination, I lost my wallet.
What a headache! I just got my paycheck one day earlier, and here I go losing my wallet with all my Ids and cash! Talk about pain in my butt! (Hey John, did you hear about Patrick's butt pain? Yeah, I did, I really enjoy talking about the pain in his butt with you, Kyle.)
Anyways, the night picks up a bit after this little fiasco. We decide to hang out, have some rum, and enjoy the night. I woke up this morning in a couch with only boxers on and my best friend and I's body rubbing against each other. Like normal, that's how we sleep when there's no space.
Now I'm home, with about an hour of sleep and I have work in a few hours. Yipes! I hope the customers are deliciously dumb today, so I have something to laugh at to comfort my loss of my wallet.
And there's my story! Oh, and there were a bunch of naked people too last night.