I mean, at least it wasn't me...
You guessed it!
Alcohol was involved with this one.
But when is alcohol not involved in Relation-Shits?
The humping began earlier that night
at a popular piano bar called Howl at the Moon.
It was our friends birthday, the drinks were flowing,
the music was bumping and I was DD...
It really turned out to be the best thing
because I remember EVERYTHING
that everyone didn't want to.
And when I say everyone,
I mean one person.
The Humper.
It began with buckets full of hard alcohol
and a chair.
The poor chair.
He just started humping it to the beat of the music.
Then he picked it up and started humping it more.
And then security had to step in and
ask him nicely to stop humping the chair.
But that wasn't the end of it.