| Whew.. what a night it was.
Saturday night, high hopes, I'm lookin fly, smelling good and on the hunt for some beautiful girls to take home that night, I arrive at the bar and to my surprise... nothing. It looked like a middle age crisis re-union mixed in with some of the most disgusting people I have ever seen.
Ok, so the night is not wasted as the night is young and so what if the bars crowd only consists of white trash people and fat girls, there's bound to be some beautiful girls showing up at some point right? Well, when it comes to picking up girls or just pick up in general, patience can be a virtue when it comes to nights like this. Some nights will be hits, the others will be misses.
Finally, a skinny non-trashy looking girl walks in.. game face on. I walk to the bathroom and have my friend let me know if she's eye-balling me, he nods so I go on the approach. I open her up with an opinion opener about a friend asking basically how long people should wait to get married. We have a short and brief discussion then she shuts me out. Turns her body away from me and only answers with short statements. So now my thoughts are.. "What the hell?" I mean, she was constantly eyeing me and smiled at me, so obviously she was interested right?
Wrong.. just because a girl is looking at you or smiling at you clearly is not an indicator of interest. You would think it is right? Well some girls just like being polite or are just friendly in nature.. yeah girls are funny like that.
Now we get to the interesting part of the night.. closing time. It's 2 AM, there's no hot girls to pick up or take home so I'm on my way out of the bar and as soon as I step out, I hear a "Hey!" Some girl standing outside of the bar just randomly pulled me off to the side and asks me "Do you want to party?" It's 2 AM, and my common sense has left me years ago, so I say.. sure. I hop in the car with some random girl and guy and we end up driving to a neighboring not so nice or pretty town.
A place where white people shouldn't be driving around, let's just leave it at that. The guy starts hitting on me, I play it off as not interested but nice about it, because I don't want to piss off her friend, who happens to be 30 years old. When we finally arrive to our destination, apparently the "party" we were going to needed "supplies." So, we're here at this very questionable house, she walks in and walks back out two minutes later with a bag of crack. Well, no turning back now.. I'm in the middle of this bad part of town and leaving the car would be a bad idea.
So we go back to her place, and what I think will be a for sure lay, was pretty much anything but.. we spent the night driving back and forth between different drug dealers and her house because she couldn't stop. Oh and the kicker...? She has a 16 year old son.. SHE'S 30! This opened my eyes to what kind of people crack heads are (literal crack heads). Picking up girls can land you in very questionable places when you make regular visits to bars and what not.
So while I didn't get laid, I got to see first hand how bad a crack addiction is and how desperate people are for the stuff. They will literally tear apart their furniture/cabinets/cupboards and floor just to find crumbs or rocks that they might have missed or dropped until their money depletes completely. So what should you take from this? While my common sense is long gone and I'm a "go with the flow" kind of person, when you're out on the hunt searching for girls to bring home.. make sure you take your angel on your shoulder with you that night, so you don't end up in a crack house.
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He found out after it pleasured him and he was about to take off it's pants!! Till this day he cringes when I bring it up. I find it halarious. But the moral of the story....I don't really know, just thought it was funny and should share! Beware of sketchy places!