I'm a Player What Can I Say

so i had a very fun weekend. here are some highlights:

-the boys got their apt (no furniture or water tho) and fri i spent awhile drinking over there

-went to sidetracks where eventually 7 guys that i have a history with or was spitting game to at the time all showed up. even tho this could proove a difficult situation for an amateur, i was able to multitask things like a true baller. i only had to diss one dude to maintain my cool.

-rehatched things a lil with dicky dickson the red one. got free alcohol from him which is the most important thing. we're gonna hang next weekend aka friends with benefits. one thing that i do find entertaining tho is as soon as he found out that was the deal he became his usual cheap self and was trying to get me to buy HIM food from don taco. of course i said no and made him look like a jackass in front of all his friends.

-got scotty 2 hotty to leave a party, pick janell and i up from don taco and drop us off at home. and i specified the exact time he had to pick us up (7 mins)

-hung out with scott the next day as well. realized he was a huge player but didnt hold it against him. i actually kinda like the guy...as a friend. he's pretty damn funny.

-compared scott to schmerek naler and later schmerek showed up at the bar wearing girls boy short underwear so tight that u could see his fucking ball hair. that kid has a serious problem. apparently scott and schmerek work together at quatros scott was pissed that he was the schmerek we were comparing him to.

-went to a party where janell and i paid $5 each for ONE cup of beer. when the guys who owned the house refused to give our money back, we stole their salt and tequila and locked ourselves in their bathroom to take shots. one of their friends took pics with my camera of it. i accidentally threw up on their carpet (it wasnt really vomit it was all tequila and my hand caught most of it, but still, i think we got them back)

-scott, forgetting about the tequila, bought us drinks to make up for the $5.

-later he and i went back to the same house after the bars-maybe 15 people were there. had some dijorno pizza, played poker, and chilled. told the guys that i heard somebody had puked on their carpet. apparently they thought i was talking about another room that had been puked in.

-went to wise guys before heading home. the owner kissed my hand as always and told me "every nite u come in here with a different boy." i told him don't worry, all are just friends. then he said "goodnite beautiful" and kissed my hand again. i love foreign men.