Confounded Accusations

So we went to see the Jaeger girls. It was ok. When me and G got there it was like Frat boy back hatter city so we both sort of had anxiety attacks and made the move to cut out. We went to Rita's which is this other bar over by Safeway. It was closed, ok, so we headed over to the Round Robin and had some Jaeger, to like stay in the mood. I told him some stories and shit. It was a good time. I was drunk. We split at around 12:00 and on the way back decided to go by Fiorino's and see what was cooking. We missed the event all together and that was cool, I guess but the chicks was still hanging around. Listen, Fiorino's is my bar. I like it. It's a real joint with real people. Folks with jobs and families, real cats. Tonight though it wasn't my place it was like, something else. It was fucking shitty so I went out and had a smoke while Greg made time with the chick he's pictured with below. I was out there and the Jaeger girls where too. They started chatting me up with shit like, hey we saw you earlier. Where'd you go? I was all like.. The round robin and shit. I was drunk. I asked em' where they work, like really, and one was a hair dresser, the other was a dental assistant. Funny. Part time Jaeger hoochies. I shouldn't talk too much shit cause they was nice and all that plus I think the one in white wanted some of the kid. She aint my type though, I like em' with pale sickly skin and black hair. That's just me. I like em' depressed and mopey.
Oh, that audio clip is what I'm listening to RIGHT NOW. Open it in a new window. Listen whilst you read. It's worth it. It'll give you a good idea of what I'm about. Which is not a whole lot... I should have said that before the end though huh? Anyway do it. It's worth it. Love you.


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