So Friday there was a Halloween Party. This year I dressed like a Monk…sorta like Friar Tuck, had a wig with the bald spot, and the Robes, and a few crosses. It was a great time, all the girls were dressed as slutty versions of things. Slutty nurses, slutty pirates, slutty soldiers, slutty girl scouts…and the list goes on. The food was great, and the booze was flowing, just what a great time. Towelie and me got into it over Hockey again. Yea, yea Brodeur always played on the Devils I know. One of my friends busted me out for telling him I lived in Pittsburgh for awhile that’s why I love the Penguins. Oh so many Apple Pie shots, I love those things.
I’m thinking about resurrecting the Grandma Fucker. Me and my Cuz White chocolate created our own shot, it’s Apple Pie, with a splash of Vanilla Mcguillicuty’s (sp). It tastes like Apple Pie, ala mode.
Anywho the Party started winding down, it was time to hit the bars, I hooked up with Jackass, and a Bob and his girlfriend left the party and joined us the Durbins.I have a new nickname for Bob’s gf whose name will henceforth be Commando, but I’ll get to the why soon. I like Bob, he’s a good, stand up guy. I gotta come up with a nickname soon, but I’m sure an opportunity will present itself, and I don’t like forcing nicknames unto anyone. I was thinking of calling him Dick in the Box, but that nickname way to long.
So at Durb’s we walked in, I remember having one drink, and one of my favorite bartenders kissed my cross…the one by my crotch. Starting to get a little blurry here, We dropped Commando at Jackasses crib…she had to work early in the morning. Then me and Jackass hit Dendrenos, and a 5am bar call Kickoff’s.
The highlight of the evening was at Kickoff’s a fight broke out, and a Saturn pulls up real fast, some guy gets out of it, takes off his shirt wanting to fight everyone. Now this guy was kind of chubby, and he had quite the large set of man boobs. Listen I don’t mind if you fight, if you got moobs, keep the shirt on for fricking out loud. So I’m sitting there watching this transpire, and Jackass and Bob are in the midst of things. I sigh to myself, if one of them gets into trouble, and get into an actual fight. I’m gonna have to put in work dressed as a monk, and after thinking about it, that would of been funny. Luckily they were safe and sound, I then went out for breakfast at the O.S. I got home about 7am
Saturday woke up about 10am, yea I was hurting. Did my good son thing, took care of my handicapped Mom, took her to go see my Stepdad in the nursing home. I had dinner with an old friend, and we chatted up a bit. I always loved talking to her, she’s just a good conversationalist. Then I did my rounds at the bars, to touch base with people.
Sunday, got my car worked on, and a friend really helped me out. He wasn’t going to charge me, and I was touched, but I gave him a few bucks, I wish I would have given him more, but we almost had to go to blows over him taking the money. In the end he took it though, which makes me happy. Car is running SWEET now.
Then it was off to the Bear’s game at the JWH. Oh man I starting drinking a little before 3. The Bears sucked so only one thing we could do as die hard Bears fans, and drown our sorrows with booze. Oh did we ever do that. I was loud and obnoxious. Supposedly I told #1 she could suffocate me with her Vagina. Found out my friends gf, never wears underwear…hence her name is Commando. There are some frightened Miller Lite girls now, but screw’em I got me a winter hat from them. I took this 5 foot sub box, and starting battering ram a guy I know, then I stood with it near my crotch saying its my Dick in a Box. The Jenny working at JWH at night is so cute, and she gave me a hug, I told her, “I wish I can keep this moment forever, and I meant it. ” Stoopid Whiskey. After the game went to Durbins, and had some fun there. With an older friend, and Jackass finally showed up.
Yeah the Bears lost, but you know what I still had a great time.