We had fun bar hopping last night, but when we got to the last place, the bouncer was not having it. He made us wait outside in the freezing cold, which was pretty unbearable, so we started asking why the hell he wasn't letting us in and um, yeah...everything went downhill from there. It was weird. He said he'd let one of us in so that we could see just how awesome the club was, but then he still wasn't letting us in. I mean, I'm sure he would have eventually if we had kept our mouths shut, but people get drunk and stay stupid shit sometimes...whattaya gonna do? It was actually a blessing because I needed to go home anyways. Note to self: Stop getting drunk on Thursdays! An.y.way...
TGIF, y'all! Is it Christmas yet? Lord, I desperately need a break from the city. Tell me: Have you ever gotten fresh with a bouncer? What went down? Photo Shoot Friday will be up later this afternoon, so check back in!
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