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Published On: Aug 04, 2005 09:54 PM
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Published On: Aug 04, 2005 09:54 PM
W....V....U...."just win"
To start things off right, I'll explain my last
visit to WVU real quick. Me and Sean made the trip down there and chilled at
Nick's for a while, then the fun began. We hit up Shooter's, and this was the
first time I drank at a real bar. It was awesome because we met some cool
girls, and just drank. Test tube shots come around every once in a while, and
Sean was winning while they were out. The girl motions for Sean to put the bill
in her bra, and he says "is this should I where put this....wait...im
sorry.......is this should i where put this" and the girl just goes "ugh, yea"
totally turned off now....At midnight they play a series of songs in I think
every bar across town. They include...country roads, sweet home alabama, pour
some sugar on me, I got friends in low places...and I think that's it.
Regardless, it wins and everyone sings along together. After we left there, me
and Nick nursed Sean back to Nick's room and then we just passed out, after I
puked my life away.
Fast forward a few months, and here we are once again. Armed this time with two more friends, Mike and John. The ride down won pretty hard cuz Mike just kept makin playlists on my iPod. So we finally got there around 8 something due to my lack of time management, as always. So we just headed off to Shooter's again which was expected. The special? Free beer and mixed drinks, as long as you tip throughout the night. As soon as we walked in, Sean reeled one in...unfortunately this lady was about 35 and was the absolute worst. She sexes up Sean and then Sean goes "steve's a writer"....I reply with "he's lying, I don't do shit"...and turn my attention back to The Ultimate Fighter. She keeps sucking and worsting all over us, and everyone is just getting pissed. So eventually Mike just tells her right the fuck off, and she finally gets out of our lives. I was pretty mad to see Ken Shamrock get his ass kicked on UFC though, because he's a damn legend. So Sean looks over at this group of girls, looks back at us, and says "watch this"....he walks over and says "my name is sean, and that's all you need to know." As much as that seems like it shouldn't work, it did. The one girl called Sean over, and he just straight up won....a lot. Anyway though, the rest of the night was sweet. Kalichuk spots some bangin ass girls and they are brought over to our table by an unnamed friend. These girls are pretty cool, and are our age, so they win. John and this unnamed friend go and dance with these girls. Another girl spots John though while they're out there and he basically says "cya later idiot" to her, but she was the hottest. This other girl ends up sayin "cya later john" and for once, John didn't win. It was a shock to us all. It was bound to happen sooner or later though. Mike told me some very wise words while we were drinking. Our group motto now, after much thought is "Just Win"....if you think of life in that way, you're bound to win a lot more than you lose....Eventually I ended up chugging the pitcher of beer twice, for a decent amount of time...and drinking a partial miller lite, even though I hate beer...and if anyone knows me at all, you'd know that. Again at midnight, the song ritual was goin down, and we were all singing our asses off. We stayed there for a little bit, and one of our friends pulled out some secret ass pimp all over the place, we had no idea this kid existed. I also looked over and saw Sean talkin to this crazy, and he comes over and goes "as it gets later, the girls i talk to get heavier." After Shooter's we went to Fatty Loah's...i think....and got the best fucking pizza I've ever had in my life, or it may have been that way cuz I was all tanked. Sean ends up ordering a Cliff Huckstable, only because it was named that. The only thing we know about the sandwich is that it had steak and pepperoni on it. So after we won at Fatty Loah's...we headed back to Arnold(Nick's place)....however, John Sean and I got side tracked at the dairy mart. John and I met Crowley, Coyle and Franco there...and Sean headed home. We went to Crowley's...won....and then headed back also. To quote one of our friends on the jean jacket girl that John turned down...."That girl was....Jesus Christ"......so essentially, one of our friends could have banged Jesus. We finished off the night with a little Chapelle stand up about grape juice and grape drink. All in all, it was a damn good time and I am looking forward to heading back down there possibly one more time before Nick comes up to Pitt next semester...to bid one farewell to WVU....
-LiLmAn
Current
Music: "Can't Get Away" - Third Eye Blind
Mood: We're now "it" and we "just win"
Fast forward a few months, and here we are once again. Armed this time with two more friends, Mike and John. The ride down won pretty hard cuz Mike just kept makin playlists on my iPod. So we finally got there around 8 something due to my lack of time management, as always. So we just headed off to Shooter's again which was expected. The special? Free beer and mixed drinks, as long as you tip throughout the night. As soon as we walked in, Sean reeled one in...unfortunately this lady was about 35 and was the absolute worst. She sexes up Sean and then Sean goes "steve's a writer"....I reply with "he's lying, I don't do shit"...and turn my attention back to The Ultimate Fighter. She keeps sucking and worsting all over us, and everyone is just getting pissed. So eventually Mike just tells her right the fuck off, and she finally gets out of our lives. I was pretty mad to see Ken Shamrock get his ass kicked on UFC though, because he's a damn legend. So Sean looks over at this group of girls, looks back at us, and says "watch this"....he walks over and says "my name is sean, and that's all you need to know." As much as that seems like it shouldn't work, it did. The one girl called Sean over, and he just straight up won....a lot. Anyway though, the rest of the night was sweet. Kalichuk spots some bangin ass girls and they are brought over to our table by an unnamed friend. These girls are pretty cool, and are our age, so they win. John and this unnamed friend go and dance with these girls. Another girl spots John though while they're out there and he basically says "cya later idiot" to her, but she was the hottest. This other girl ends up sayin "cya later john" and for once, John didn't win. It was a shock to us all. It was bound to happen sooner or later though. Mike told me some very wise words while we were drinking. Our group motto now, after much thought is "Just Win"....if you think of life in that way, you're bound to win a lot more than you lose....Eventually I ended up chugging the pitcher of beer twice, for a decent amount of time...and drinking a partial miller lite, even though I hate beer...and if anyone knows me at all, you'd know that. Again at midnight, the song ritual was goin down, and we were all singing our asses off. We stayed there for a little bit, and one of our friends pulled out some secret ass pimp all over the place, we had no idea this kid existed. I also looked over and saw Sean talkin to this crazy, and he comes over and goes "as it gets later, the girls i talk to get heavier." After Shooter's we went to Fatty Loah's...i think....and got the best fucking pizza I've ever had in my life, or it may have been that way cuz I was all tanked. Sean ends up ordering a Cliff Huckstable, only because it was named that. The only thing we know about the sandwich is that it had steak and pepperoni on it. So after we won at Fatty Loah's...we headed back to Arnold(Nick's place)....however, John Sean and I got side tracked at the dairy mart. John and I met Crowley, Coyle and Franco there...and Sean headed home. We went to Crowley's...won....and then headed back also. To quote one of our friends on the jean jacket girl that John turned down...."That girl was....Jesus Christ"......so essentially, one of our friends could have banged Jesus. We finished off the night with a little Chapelle stand up about grape juice and grape drink. All in all, it was a damn good time and I am looking forward to heading back down there possibly one more time before Nick comes up to Pitt next semester...to bid one farewell to WVU....
-LiLmAn
Current
Music: "Can't Get Away" - Third Eye Blind
Mood: We're now "it" and we "just win"
Posted: Tue - April 12, 2005 at 01:26 AM