Story:
Last night, as promised, we got drunk.
Afterwards, when walking home, Dan and I decided it would be funny to hug these two girls walking the streets. Little did we know they were both meth-heads and wanted more than just a hug.
My wallet!
As we embraced, all I could feel was the girl raiding my pockets looking for loot! I immediately ejected from the hug and ran away screaming. I woke up this morning hoping it was all a dream. I felt oh, so so violated.
I'll use the classic Ryerson excuse for all of this:
"It was dark, and I was drunk."
Last night, as promised, we got drunk.
Afterwards, when walking home, Dan and I decided it would be funny to hug these two girls walking the streets. Little did we know they were both meth-heads and wanted more than just a hug.
My wallet!
As we embraced, all I could feel was the girl raiding my pockets looking for loot! I immediately ejected from the hug and ran away screaming. I woke up this morning hoping it was all a dream. I felt oh, so so violated.
I'll use the classic Ryerson excuse for all of this:
"It was dark, and I was drunk."
What a bitch she is!
ReplyDeleteBut the photo is so surprising.
Is it a photo of a meth monster?