Boo Party.......Horray Beer!!!!!

Just another random event in a so far eventful life. So, back a few years ago when I was in my so called "wild days" I would go to parties quite often. I would also go out of town to go to clubs as well. I pretty much always had the usual suspects with me. They consisted of my roommate Brad, and my good friend Adam. On special occasions we would be graced with my friend Blake's presence. On one of these special occasion we got a phone call from one of our out of town friends known as "Mr. Excitement." His given nickname was an oxymoron. Nothing exciting ever happened when he was around. Every party he ever told us about sucked, or never happened. For some reason though every time he called we had this false sense of hope that he would finally earn his nickname. So after the phone call from Mr. Excitement we decide to take a trip to Kernersville, N.C. to attend a part with what Mr. Excitement described as having a lot of talent (attractive young ladies). Against better judgement Brad, Adam, Blake and myself take the trip. We decided to start drinking on the hour and fifteen minute car ride. We stopped at a Taco-Hut (which is the most awesome place on earth)to run across two drunk girls shouting at us trying to soak up any attention possible. We ammused them to find out they were like 16 so we got out of there asap. Anyways, I really only wanted to mention the awesomeness of the Taco-Hut and just remembered the random young girls. So we arrive at this poor excuse of a party. First off Mr. Excitement gave us shitty direction which in turn lead to more drinking in the car and more frustration. So after we finally arrive the party is a bust. It is a regular Jimmy Dean festival. There is about 5 girls and oh about 15 guys. This was not the ratio we were looking for. No one knew us or even really cared we were there. By this time we were pretty drunk from the car ride. We were not having any fun what so ever. So the second season of Dave Chapelle had been recently introduced to us. We all use to quote the Rick James skit quite often. We just to joke about grinding our feet on someones leather couch. So we decided this would be a good opportunity to do so. So what we grinded our feet on their couch, they were rich they could buy a new one. This was funny, but our exit to the party was better. While standing on the front porch smoking cigarettes a little mousy blonde girl approached us as she was entering the party. She said "like can you put my beer inside for me while I talk to everyone in the kitchen?" At first we wanted to cuss this ratard out. What did we look like servants? Instead Blake was thinking on his feet and said "sure no problem." This was case of some kind of random beer. Blake looks at me and says "Lets go." I said "sure." So we leave the party with the bimbos beer leaving behind a couch that was taken advantage of. So overall we made the most of the night. So we took the stolen beer to a stip club that lets you bring in your own beer. So overall we won.

I don't know if anyone will find this as funny as I did. Maybe it was a you had to be there moment.