Also known as...A night at the bar with an overly drunk Shane. AKA...every night at the bar with Shane.

So this night was much the same as every night. I go to the bar, I get drunk...I play shuffleboard and pose ridiculously for photos.

This makes me feel hot even when I lose. But losing is only for losers. So I take advantage of the situation by getting into a drinking/smoking contest. What I should have realized is that there is no way to smoke faster. It just goes. You can always drink faster.

I lost.

So I should angrily smoke. And I shall.
But not for long. I have to redefine my relationship with my fake open girlfriend Becky.

So then she switches shirts and continue on through the bar. It is time to conquer flesh.

I think I caught Becky a little off guard with this. She soon learns to love it.

Becky then gets it into her head that it is perfectly fine to touch my body in the middle of a bar with lots of people staring at us. I also seem to think that this is fine.

We head back to someone's apartment. By this time, I am too drunk to remember where I am.

But sure enough...I am able to find a makeout closet anywhere I go. I was just a little surprised when the door opened and my pants fell around my ankles at the same exact moment. What a bummer it is to forget your belt when pictures are being taken.

And then my back broke. But check out my legs.

But still completely satisfied,

I smoke angrily some more.

A typical night at the bar with Shane.