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As a forward, I'm not as interested in what you have to say about my story this time as I am about YOUR stories. I'm merely here to get the ball rolling with my night tonight. But here goes:
I live in a very spread out, very culturally dead city. There are more demolished parking garages than there are parking meters than there are successful venues. The one I'm at tonight is a goth bar that's switched locations more than 4 times in the past 10 years due to the business incompetence of the owner, my friend Dave.
This is my first time out to this place since they last switched, and Dave is very quick to pay for my drinks for the evening since I've been coming for so long. With free drinks though comes having to hear him drone on about how great the new place is and why I should be impressed with him. It's two rooms. In the main room a proper stage overlooks several candle lit tables and a full bar. In the next room there is a larger stage, DJ balcony, and dance floor. He goes on to say that upstairs is a private gallery for his "artwork." I use "artwork" loosely because it's really just a place for him to do blow off his shitty emo paintings in front of guests.
Next. I'm getting tired of listening to Dave suck his own dick, and the fetish show is about to start (we're at a goth bar, it's what happens and no one thinks much of it) so I excuse myself and sit down for the show. It starts off with a few girls tying up other girls and lighting them on fire; pretty cool stuff, and definitely not something you'd catch most places. I was having fun, enjoying my free drink, then up walks this girl and I'm getting bad vibes.
As soon as she sits down she asks if I smoke. My attention is mostly fixed on the girls on stage who have now started wearing pink gas masks and whipping each other. I hand the girl now next to me a cigarette and don't pay her much mind. She presses the issue and asks if I smoke weed. I knew that's what she was asking in the first place and am a little disappointed she didn't take the cigarette and leave.
Alas, I tell her I do but that I don't have any because honestly, think about it: an attractive goth chick comes up to a guy who's by himself at a weird club and is asking if he smokes weed, obviously she's scavenging. When she asks if I have a car I'm even more irritated because now it seems like she wants transportation. Then she offers to smoke me out in said car. She's got my attention now. Deal.
We mosey out to the truck and get in. Nothings awkward and all seems to be well. My city being as dead as it is, I'm excited about the new friend I've made and actually start to get a little nervous about making the right impression. Not a moment after she takes the first hit, and I mean ONE moment: she's literally in the middle of a monster drag off this pipe and her phone rings. Sends her into a coughing fit.
I don't want to bore you with this phone conversation so here's the story: Her husband just called and he's not only smashed, but at some other bar with some other girl. As she hangs up I'm getting a feeling of urgency to end our little encounter, and the fact that the background on her phone is of a small child, that sense of urgency is growing. She's not in a hurry to leave however because all of a sudden she's found an outlet to talk about her problems at work.
This girl's a stripper too.
FINALLY, she's had her fill smoking in the truck and making me uncomfortable and I'm in a big hurry to leave. Locked my keys in the truck in a hurry. Not only the keys, but her jacket. Just...fuck, you know?
Several phone calls, a horrible inebriated conversation with a POP-A-LOCK guy, $69.99, and two hours later I'm free to leave. Am I happy I went out tonight? You tell me.
 
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your probably better off next time just staying at home with a 12pack couple hookers and a can of gas
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On October 24 2010 16:01 Coagulation wrote:
your probably better off next time just staying at home with a 12pack couple hookers and a can of gas
Am I better off? Yes. Is it as interesting as going out, drinking for free, seeing a show, and getting caught up in trouble? No.
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Vatican City State1872 Posts
you're lucky that your writing has good flow and is interesting because this story sucked imo
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Vatican City State1872 Posts
like this is a totally standard night for a bar
for an interesting bar story you have to drink copious amounts of whiskey, get in bar fights and finish your night off by having sex with 2 twins.
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On October 24 2010 16:54 CrownRoyal wrote:
like this is a totally standard night for a bar
for an interesting bar story you have to drink copious amounts of whiskey, get in bar fights and finish your night off by having sex with 2 twins.
2 twins as in 2 couples of twins?
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On October 24 2010 16:52 CrownRoyal wrote:
you're lucky that your writing has good flow and is interesting because this story sucked imo
CrownRoyal, I want you to give me a moment to tell you how happy your comment made me. I created this blog as an experiment to see if I could make my lame night read like a compelling story. From an objective, completely experimental point of view, would you say I'm able to tell a story?
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On October 24 2010 17:03 pred470r wrote:Show nested quote +On October 24 2010 16:54 CrownRoyal wrote:
like this is a totally standard night for a bar
for an interesting bar story you have to drink copious amounts of whiskey, get in bar fights and finish your night off by having sex with 2 twins. 2 twins as in 2 couples of twins?
not that stupid debate again. Each person is a twin, so there's 2 of them, two twins. Just like having two ducks, each is a duck and there's 2!
anyway that does sound like an average bar story but sadly im too lazy to type of any of mine cause they'd be big walls of text and those are intimidating
at least yours ended up well, relatively.
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Once I was at an underground bar, and I ended up making out with this one chick. She fucking bit me on my neck because she was a "vampire"..... It was New Years Eve too.....
First drink I got from a bar I had never been to before had a bug in it..... I'm never going back.....
Can't remember anything past 3am the one night, woke up in some chick's house on her couch at 7am, staggered out only to find out that I was about a 1 hr drive from where I started.....
A friend of mine and 2 of her roommates were really, really drunk the one night, I had left the bar 1 hr after they did, and they had gone a total of 2 blocks in that period of time..... So I walked all 3 the rest of the way home (I didn't live too far away). Holy fuck, was that ever an experience I dont want to repeat.... It took over 3 hours to go a distance that would normally take ~10 minutes. Between not being able to go more than 10 steps before one of them would fall down, to deciding to go dancing on every pole they could find, to deciding to strip naked and run around in an open field, to throwing up multiple times, to people driving by trying to pick them up (and me subsequently having to get them to fuck off, because the girls would have gone for it), to crying because they felt like shit, and much more..... I mean, I know exams had just finished, but damn did they ever drink too much..... And, yes, they're hot. And, yes, I've scored with one since then. But I couldn't stand any kind of relationship with any of them, because of that type of behavior.....
I've had a teacher from grade 7 buy me shots. Was a pretty awesome experience, especially since she knew I got in with a fake at the time.
I've never been arrested, but I'm on police reports in 9 different cities in Ontario and Quebec (some multiple times) in the last 3 years from incidents that I have been involved in at bars. Some very close calls.....
I know I've got more, I just can't think of any atm.
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On October 24 2010 17:15 Divinek wrote:Show nested quote +On October 24 2010 17:03 pred470r wrote:On October 24 2010 16:54 CrownRoyal wrote:
like this is a totally standard night for a bar
for an interesting bar story you have to drink copious amounts of whiskey, get in bar fights and finish your night off by having sex with 2 twins. 2 twins as in 2 couples of twins? not that stupid debate again. Each person is a twin, so there's 2 of them, two twins. Just like having two ducks, each is a duck and there's 2!
I like that you said "ducks" and not "chicks" :p
Agree on the whisky part...
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dude seriously you go to the wrong places lol
my bar story: took a hot 17 year old hot blonde home this friday and had a great time
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