My BD - older in age, younger in behavior
Finally, I have managed to gather enough memories of last weekend to write about it..a week later!
My official bd was on Thursday, Dec. 1, 2005, and yes I know it’s World AIDS Day, that means that I am immune to the virus. (I still use protection, everyone should!)
Thursday Dec. 1::
It snowed for 24 seconds, then the sun shone for the rest of the 24hrs.
After work, Dodu invited me to a special dinner of fish and wine. All I am allowed to divulge is that it was a lot of fun.
Friday Dec 2::
6.30am – Struggled to go work while nursing a hangover
6pm – Weekend’s here! Party time!!
8pm - Started the night off with a small party at Howl at the Moon. Free food and drinks, plus I got embarrassed onstage with Dodu.
9pm – head back home to cut the cake, unwind, unpack and get our drink on.
9.30pm - Gf leaves to go home and it’s officially BOYS NITE OUT!!
10pm - dancing and screaming in my apartment – getting real drunk on vodka, whisky and coke, Jeremy manages to bite off a chunk of the glass he was drinking out of (literally)
12am – It’s off to the club.
12.30am – get to 4th Street Live, Louisville’s premier entertainment district. Right before entrance, Kwizo is officially drunk and is fighting Jeremy for the last drops of liquor.
Chris tries to use Don’s fake id to enter Red Cheetah – fails.
Ivan tries to use fake id – success
Tony pays and gets in
Kwizo stumbles past the bouncers like he was already in – succeeds
Chris tries again with J’s ID – fails and ID confiscated, damnit!
We send Chris to Sully’s – another bar to watch out for.
1am – Everyone is having a great time, doing their thing.
Kwizo has no idea who he’s dancing with. He dances with every gal in the club. He always has a drink in his hand (I found out later that he never used a dime, this dude’s a wizard).
Meanwhile, Jeremy has a constant supply of Red Bull. He never paid for them either.
Tony is no where to be seen, nothing new.
Ivan is having the time of his life, taking it all in.
Did I mention that Kwizo managed to waltz into the VIP section of the club, an area that I have tried to get into countless times and failed.
2am – go downstairs to check on Chris. He is having a great time in Sully’s.
There is a harem of drunken, scantily dressed females dancing on the bar. pic Sully’s Manager is yelling obsenities into the mic. It’s a jungle in there.
3am – Predictably, Kwizo gets kicked out of Fourth Street – reason unknown. Ivan helps escort him out.
Jeremy and I are dancing with a group of gals. I place my cranberry/vodka down. I get back to dancing. Jeremy suddenly has a drink. I think about my drink. I look for my drink, and it’s missing. Hmm, I wonder who?
Ivan’s beer slide
4am – Last call for alcohol. Kwizo is no where to be seen.
We go downstairs to Sully’s.
The Sully’s staff announces a beer slide contest with a $500 bounty for the winner!
Ivan takes off his shirt, runs, jumps and slides on his belly. He beats 6 other contestants to win!
Cops burst into the premises and start chasing everyone out.
We demand our pay. Drunk manager speaks some gibberish about how we have to beat him to win. We get paid only $20 + a promise of free drinks and cover next time.
Meanwhile, Jeremy finds Kwizo passed out on the toilet seat, mumbling to himself. They stumble into the staff kitchen of Sully’s while looking for us. There is an entire tray of freshly prepared bacon…..
Ivan is dripping wet with beer, it’s freezing cold, Kwizo and Jeremy finally appear wiping their oily mouths. We call it a night and head home.
Saturday Dec 2::
12am: Kwizo wakes up complaining of joint pains. He thinks he was beaten up by the bouncers. He has cuts in his mouth.
We cook some lunch and spend day playing Xbox.
Crazy Tire Experience
6pm- It’s pouring heavily, we start driving to visit Mukyala Kizito, the cookie lady. On the way, I accidentally hit the pavement and blow my tire out!
Dareen’s car provides headlights as we change the tire.
Half way through, Dareen’s car battery dies. It’s cold and wet
Call AAA. Change my tire in the rain. Wait for AAA. Cop comes by and leaves. AAA fixes Dodu’s car. Start on our journey again.
I get a flat tire again. Pullover and my spare had no pressure left. Remove it, take it to gas station and fill it with gas. Pic.
9pm: Finally fit spare onto Honda and drive to Cookie Lady for nice warm cookies.
Head to Dodu’s apartment for drinks before the club
12am – head out to the club
Grand VIP entrance into Sully’s
Sully’s Manager let’s the waitresses know that the entire crew is on the house tonite.
Now that’s what I’m talking about. How about a pic for that!
I decided that my drink for the night was going to be Redbull and Vodka.
I cannot begin to describe how crazy the night was. It was a celebration!
Tony
At some point, Kwiz and Jeremy managed to get into Red Cheetah again, for free!
Lost phones, broken legs, puke
4am – end of the night. At this point, I can only recall flashes so bear with me.
I am on top of Dodu’s car and she is starting to drive off, very pissed! I was trying to get Ivan’s jacket and house keys from her car.
Walk back into 4th stree to look for the guys.
I find Kwizo freezing his a$$ off in a t-shirt. I give him Ivan’s sweater to keep him warm. He is so drunk that instead of wearing it, he hugs it like it’s a heater and continues freezing.
Jeremy is drunk and silly. The bouncer shouts at him. He runs for the stairs and leaps, probably thinking he is superman. He falls down the flight of stairs and injures his ankle. He also loses his phone.
Tony is being sneaky with the ladies.
Chris is very, very drunk.
He is making out with a random gal outside the club. Ivan and I walk him to car. Chris wants to pee. As we take a leak outside a building, a loud voice yells at us to leave at once over the intercom. We run into the car.
We are drunk and scared! We think the cops are coming for us!
I am yelling over the phone at Jeremy and Kwiz to come to the car. They are so drunk that they cannot find their way to the car. WE are too scared to leave the car because the “ghost” cops might arrest us.
Chris pukes allover himself in my car! DAmnit!!
We drive around and finally find the rest of the guys.
Jeremy claims he can’t walk, but he is standing up straight, so we all laugh at him.
Jeremy asks me for crutches, I tell him that I got some at home.
Chris is propped halfway out of the window on the way home so that he can puke outside.
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