There is a street named water street that as a child growing up i hoped one day i could go to. The tales of water street were vast and amazimg. What i could put together was it was a street, full of bars, that was closed off when it got nice, so all the people could just go from bar to bar. You are supposed to be 21 to go to this place but who can wait that long. Unfortunally the entire bev team could not make it just the guys with the fake id’s just k and b. k is my friend kyle and b is me ben. Well we started this trip like any other by getting wasted, once we had a good buzz strapped on, we were off for waterstreet. It took a while to get there so i being a professional took both my flasks brimming with vodka. When we got there i realize that they had gambling, and i promised to myself that i would not gamble, though once the booze kicked in it was a whole nother story. I started by wandering from bar to bar getting a beer and a shot, having a jolly time, when all of the sudden kyle and i met up next to a bar and low and behold there was a milf there all alone. So i encouraged kyle to go and talk to this woman. The funny thing about this was kyle had no money as usual and tried to pick up this hot mommy iwith beers he had brought in his pocket. While he did that i went to the bar and by now the bar tender, at a bar i have never been to before, new what i wanted, a beer and a shot of Jim Beam. Well soon after this I went into black out mode. But since i had like ten friends with me i compiled their stories to put together what happened. Between drinking more booze, hanging out with homeless guys and sharing my flask with them, and helping buttering up kyle (milf) i was having a good time, some of which i remember some i dont. Thoght after this things went down hill, according to them, i went to play black jack and me and the female dealer did not see i to eye, i was so drunk i could not realize i had winning black jack hands and i kept asking for more cards. Some time sortly afte this i began removing my cloths at the black jack ttable, this did not go over to well, i was forced to put them back on, but was allowed to keep playing. Then kyle supposedly said something i did not like and i threw him on the black jack table, though the bitch did not know that we were friends and she yelled for police assistance, at this time we decided to leave water street, though our night was not over. Supposedly as we were traveling down the highway (95 north) i was naked and completly out of the car, mooning other cars and showing women my balls and chain. Then we got to a friends near buy apartment at which time i proceeded to walk around naked, during a party there until, i passed out on the couch, even with all this some girl supposedly tried to hook up with me. |
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