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i hate family dinners.
so i went out to this nice restourant with my mom, her cousin, and my dad. my mom kept getting all this wine, so i kept taking alot of it and got a little drunk. well, more buzzed, but it was enough to make me start thinking like an asshole, but not actually push me over the line. well actually it sort of did.
so my mom went to drink more of her wine after she got a new glass and there was one sip left, and shes like wtf u cant have anymore where did my wine go, so im like that was u who drank it, and took the glass and staired her down while i took the last sip.
then i kept checking out these hot ladies at the table next to me. tey wernt even ladies, they were like girls. it was an ethnic lesbian buffet. one was redhead, one was indian (i didnt even know indians came in nonugly), and another was asian. i wish i coulda gone home with them.
when im drunk i start getting all these crazy ideas, and want to go by impulse, but i guess everyone does. so my mom was being a big douche bag, and as dinner went on i kept hearing the bullshit that came out of my parents mouth and wanted to just slap em both. and i kept starting to tell funny stories to my mom about stuff i did in the pst when i was drunk. i cought myself in midthought before i actually got to the "when i was drunk one time" part.
also when im drunk i always see people as being drunk too. like ill look at em and think, haha damn hes wasted. or when im high, ill think damn me too man, and ask people if they have any weed left, and get the weirdest stairs. so my dad was being a big toolbox (as usual) but the paranoid part kicked in and im like "damn dad, you too, how are we planning on getting home alive". luckily im home
so i went out to this nice restourant with my mom, her cousin, and my dad. my mom kept getting all this wine, so i kept taking alot of it and got a little drunk. well, more buzzed, but it was enough to make me start thinking like an asshole, but not actually push me over the line. well actually it sort of did.
so my mom went to drink more of her wine after she got a new glass and there was one sip left, and shes like wtf u cant have anymore where did my wine go, so im like that was u who drank it, and took the glass and staired her down while i took the last sip.
then i kept checking out these hot ladies at the table next to me. tey wernt even ladies, they were like girls. it was an ethnic lesbian buffet. one was redhead, one was indian (i didnt even know indians came in nonugly), and another was asian. i wish i coulda gone home with them.
when im drunk i start getting all these crazy ideas, and want to go by impulse, but i guess everyone does. so my mom was being a big douche bag, and as dinner went on i kept hearing the bullshit that came out of my parents mouth and wanted to just slap em both. and i kept starting to tell funny stories to my mom about stuff i did in the pst when i was drunk. i cought myself in midthought before i actually got to the "when i was drunk one time" part.
also when im drunk i always see people as being drunk too. like ill look at em and think, haha damn hes wasted. or when im high, ill think damn me too man, and ask people if they have any weed left, and get the weirdest stairs. so my dad was being a big toolbox (as usual) but the paranoid part kicked in and im like "damn dad, you too, how are we planning on getting home alive". luckily im home
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