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| Guess what I wore to Bourbon on Saturday night. Ok - I'll tell you. I had my tight black v-neck, the leather pants, and my black boots. I looked so good. All these guys were totally looking at me. | |
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| Guess what I had to drink. Wait - I'll tell you. I had two Jack&Cokes, two daquiris, and like a million Jello shots. I was so completely gone. | |
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| Then I totally threw up all over this guy, and his girlfriend became Super Bitch. I was so about to kick her ass, but then I remembered that I was too wasted to beat her down. | |
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| You know that awards aren't given out for stupidity, right? | |
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