The One Who Thought I Was Sick

FLASHBACK FRIDAY!

Ever since I got into the "real world,"

hitting the town is sadly not on my radar.

From those good old college days of going out every Thursday at 11PM

to going to bed at 11PM on a Thursday for work the next day...

Oh how life changes so quickly.

 BUT, my friend and I made the trek out to some bars last Friday night

 and man, did we make up for lost time!

With my friend being the sober driver, 
I was able to enjoy myself more than I should have.

A few drinks down and it was time to DANCE!

Now, as some of you know (or should be warned)

I am not a dancer, nor am I a good impersonator.

But that night? I was great!

Or so that is what I recall & choose to believe...

Dancing away, two guys came up to us & asked us to dance.

Cute huh? 
After getting our grove on for a while, it was time for us to peace out.

As I was about to leave, the guy asked for my number.
At this point in my life/dating life, I figure it couldn't hurt to try all my options-
So I started with my area code & he freaked out.

The One Who Humped My Car

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.