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Originally Posted by burnin_vernon
So after a few beers and some lunch, we are joined by 2 more of their friends. Options. They start talking about a beer pong tourney they were having and invited us to come. Man, was this ever the cure to what ailed me!
But I noticed my wingman was only on beer one, and less than enthused.
I sensed this so I kept ordering more beer. He stayed on beer one. A guiness. (I know now, that when he orders a guiness, its his way of saying "I'm not into having fun tonight, so I'll nurse this for as long as I have to).
When we got out, I hoped the night air would wake him up, but, alas, that was it for the night. He was done. I was his ride. Game over.
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Sounds like maybe he should of been
your ride home...
Also, perhaps he
was being a good wingman and these cuties were actually a bunch of fatties...distorted by beer goggles.