My highschool phys ed teacher is getting married, and I was invited to the party and wedding. I got to his house at 6pm drank lots of beer, and ate lots of pasta. At 9pm, a limo showed up and took all of us to Caesars in Atlantic City. LOTS MORE BEER. I have been told that the following happened:
1. When we were on the boardwalk, I threw up all of my pasta... and immediately said "GENTLEMEN! To the other side of the boardwalk!"
2. Every girl I saw, I said that I was going to fuck them in the ass.
3. Every other word was "motherfucker". We all got cigars. My friend was going to light mine, then I ripped it in half. I said "LIGHT BOTH, MUTHAFUCKA!"
4. When we got back to the house, they started a bonfire. I danced around the fire.... AND MY HAIR CAUGHT ON FIRE
5. I passed out on the ground, and the dog came over and started humping me. Apparently, I kept punching the dog in the ribs.
It was a good night.
1. When we were on the boardwalk, I threw up all of my pasta... and immediately said "GENTLEMEN! To the other side of the boardwalk!"
2. Every girl I saw, I said that I was going to fuck them in the ass.
3. Every other word was "motherfucker". We all got cigars. My friend was going to light mine, then I ripped it in half. I said "LIGHT BOTH, MUTHAFUCKA!"
4. When we got back to the house, they started a bonfire. I danced around the fire.... AND MY HAIR CAUGHT ON FIRE
5. I passed out on the ground, and the dog came over and started humping me. Apparently, I kept punching the dog in the ribs.
It was a good night.
Congrats.
