Celerity
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hoh shit the room is spinng.
-- Drunken Celerity post --
After work I decided to see what downtown had to offer. Well, they call it "uptown" here, but it's the Metro area.
I headed down there with the camera. Neat town. Lots of nice buildings.
And then I walked into my first North Carolina bar, and things got real interesting.
Have a drink, things are going well. Bought a pack of cigs for $5.
Next bar. nice crowd, an attractive chick is outside dishing out these lotto ticket things. I won a meal.
And I'm feeling pretty good. I'm $8 in, and I've had 2 drinks and some nachos. Score !
I decide to walk on. I get into a nice bar, have 2 drinks. $6. I'm starting to feel good.
Women are talking to me They seem honestly interested in my photography. And the end shot of the Mustang seems to get them intrigued. I'm feeling better.
I'm drunk.
I get to the next bar, and I'm on the phone with my friend Jeff. We're having some fun, and he wants to see what kind of shit I can get into. I find a bar with some yuppies out front in tables on the sidewalk. Targets acquired.
I walk in, on the phone "Wench, whatcha got here that's cheap?" She points out the Spaten. I'm in the wrong bar.
or am I ?
"I'll have one. And some rumple minze" "$14" "$14 ? I ain't got that. Whatcha got that's cheaper?"
She looks at me, and her friends grab some dude. And he grabs another. And they grab another. All of them are bald and have some tattoos. I am led out, not the way that I came in.
I go to the Irish pub. 2 Basses and something happened with a pumpkin. I dont' know what happened, but there was a pumpkin involved. I call Jeff "Dude, if you were drunk, how would a pumpkin get you in trouble?"
He's clueless.
I get back to the awesome bar. Grab another lotto ticket. Free appetizers. Score ! My favorite Charlotte bar comes through again.
I'm 14 beers, a meal, and some appetizers into it. I've spent $22. I'm feeling good.
Someone from Massachussetts is at the bar, making a spectacle. He's got the attention of my women. Well, They were my women because I wish it so. He introduces me to slippery nipples with a can of RockStar energy drink.
Next thing I know, I'm on a park bench.
Look across the street, and my Mustang is there. Ah.. good boy. I call up Jeff "Dude, how uh.. how do you drive a mustang?"
I'm slurring my speech, and I can barely see. But Jeff is there to show me through it. I get around the block, and then I'm in front of the bar with the yuppies. No traffic, and I want to make an ass of myself. Powerbrake in the valet spot ? Think I will !
So after that I found my way back to the hotel room. It was fun.
~fin~
-- Drunken Celerity post --
After work I decided to see what downtown had to offer. Well, they call it "uptown" here, but it's the Metro area.
I headed down there with the camera. Neat town. Lots of nice buildings.
And then I walked into my first North Carolina bar, and things got real interesting.
Have a drink, things are going well. Bought a pack of cigs for $5.
Next bar. nice crowd, an attractive chick is outside dishing out these lotto ticket things. I won a meal.
And I'm feeling pretty good. I'm $8 in, and I've had 2 drinks and some nachos. Score !
I decide to walk on. I get into a nice bar, have 2 drinks. $6. I'm starting to feel good.
Women are talking to me They seem honestly interested in my photography. And the end shot of the Mustang seems to get them intrigued. I'm feeling better.
I'm drunk.
I get to the next bar, and I'm on the phone with my friend Jeff. We're having some fun, and he wants to see what kind of shit I can get into. I find a bar with some yuppies out front in tables on the sidewalk. Targets acquired.
I walk in, on the phone "Wench, whatcha got here that's cheap?" She points out the Spaten. I'm in the wrong bar.
or am I ?
"I'll have one. And some rumple minze" "$14" "$14 ? I ain't got that. Whatcha got that's cheaper?"
She looks at me, and her friends grab some dude. And he grabs another. And they grab another. All of them are bald and have some tattoos. I am led out, not the way that I came in.
I go to the Irish pub. 2 Basses and something happened with a pumpkin. I dont' know what happened, but there was a pumpkin involved. I call Jeff "Dude, if you were drunk, how would a pumpkin get you in trouble?"
He's clueless.
I get back to the awesome bar. Grab another lotto ticket. Free appetizers. Score ! My favorite Charlotte bar comes through again.
I'm 14 beers, a meal, and some appetizers into it. I've spent $22. I'm feeling good.
Someone from Massachussetts is at the bar, making a spectacle. He's got the attention of my women. Well, They were my women because I wish it so. He introduces me to slippery nipples with a can of RockStar energy drink.
Next thing I know, I'm on a park bench.
Look across the street, and my Mustang is there. Ah.. good boy. I call up Jeff "Dude, how uh.. how do you drive a mustang?"
I'm slurring my speech, and I can barely see. But Jeff is there to show me through it. I get around the block, and then I'm in front of the bar with the yuppies. No traffic, and I want to make an ass of myself. Powerbrake in the valet spot ? Think I will !
So after that I found my way back to the hotel room. It was fun.
~fin~
awesome story!! i wanna see pics especially of some of the chicks.
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<Celerity....
