Friday Night


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DATE: Oct. 29, 2013, 5:29 p.m.

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  1. So it was about midnight and some of my buddies and I head into town to get some food. We go to this good truck and the line is enormous and it is pretty obvious that nearly everyone there is drunk. We wait out the line and are near the front of the line. Three chicks come up and offer a flash for a spot in line, being young hormonally charged males we accept. One girl flashes us her bra and says she doesn't want to show us everything. We says its fine, and I guess it was probably the alcohol, but they start talking to us and eventually buy us a ton of food from the truck and one girl gave my friend like ten bucks. At this point they kind of stumbled away and we didn't see them again. We ate our food and went on our way. So we are walking down the main street of town and since it is a Friday night in a town with a lot of bars, 95% of the people are wasted. So I am walking with my friends and this drunk girl with her bra hanging out bumps into me from the side and begins to fall on me so I put my arm around her to keep her from falling face first into the ground. She regains control and then we walk for like 30 seconds, I still have my arm around her and she goes, "hey". Not like a normal "hey", like a about to pass out, tongue doesn't work, kind of "hey". "Wana gett fuckkked up...?" I wasn't sure what to say, then I see what appears to be her boyfriend staring at me. So I go "uhh.. not tonight." She then steps in front of me and puts her arms around me and just stares into my eyes with her mouth hanging open. At this moment I thought she either about to lock lips with me, or puke all over me. Turns out the "boyfriend" grabs her by the shoulder and pulls her away. She got dragged away with that same open mouth expression. I just kind of stood there. Later on in the night we saw her getting arrested. Other than that we just kind of enjoyed town and went home. But this is one of my first crazy night experiences. Thanks for reading my ramblings.

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