Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Sandrine's last night!!!

So a very good friend of mine had a friend from Paris come and stay with her for a week and some odd amount of days... Her name is sandrine and don't ask me how to pronounce it just because she knows i do no justice by trying and the only thing i do is make a fool out of myself but we all expect that i think. So over the span of the time she was here i had some of the wildest and more than likely most sporadic nights of my life thus far... This should shed some light on those things. Ok so here is my somewhat chronological list of events that occurred and my thoughts now looking back at them. First night; My boy b-dizzle and I just got done at the gym working out and so forth and were relaxing in the hot tub (FAG ik) anyway when we see Alina (my friend and sandrine's "guardian") walking out to join us. We introduce ourselves and begin the inevitable slaughter that was myself and b-dizzle trying to get the french pronunciation down. FAILURE!!! Anyway so we finish up in there and we all decide lets go to Starbucks and get some drinks and chill on the baller couches that are so damn expensive and the only reason i can assume this is because it costs damn near 5 bucks to get a cup of coffee but that is another rant all together. But of course we get there and the place is packed, nowhere to sit barely any room to stand so I volunteer my house as a place of refuge to get away from the hubbub of that wasteland. So now sitting in my own backyard with the piss poor excuse of a fire i built going b-dizzle is grilling sandrine on french customs and of course if all girls from Paris are as cute obvious response is maybe... SO he proposes to her in a somewhat joking fashion (idk if he was kidding or not). After that we went our separate ways till Sunday night when we all went to cush and drank our fair share of beer and Sloan's mystery concoctions (they loved them Sloan i swear to god i have no idea what you made but they wont stop talking about it). After that we awaited the last night of Sandrine's American adventure as Alina put it so quaintly. The night started out with me driving from my house in Elm Grove out to Waukesha to pick up B-dizzle and the proceed to Trinity to meet up with some of the group. Upon arrival we met some new people whom I'm glad i met simply because they made the night that much better (Jonathan yeah its kinda weird how we know so many of the same people and yet have never crossed paths before but it was tight!!) At trinity we played trivia while the onslaught of phone calls from the rest of the group came flooding in as to the whereabouts of us. We then went to cush (again ik) to drink and have fun. Once Jonathan and myself were talking we realized two people had been missing for quite some time. We then glanced toward the back of the bar neat the restrooms and saw them having a "heart to heart" and the thought of breaking it up but we were drinking and I wasn't about to go over there and get involved so i ordered another drink... Anyway then we went to Decibel and enjoyed the rest of the night. That is until B-dizzle and myself felt the necessary urge to publicly urinate in a random parking lot... At the point in time b-dizzle finished and i was about to get into the car when some random lexuz SUV comes ripping into the parking lot with a window down. A woman more than likely in her mid 30's starts asking me where im headed and if i wanted to party with her... Now i wasnt that drunk to realize what was going on and the thought of your a fucking hooker and since when can you afford a lexus let alone a car in general crossed my mind. But i said im goin home and then she proceeds to inquire about my half asleep PIC in the passenger seat. She wants to know where he is going i say home and that he has had a little too much to drink and im taking care of him. She proceeds to grill me until i eventually hop in my car and damn near shread my tires on peeling out to get away from this more than likely disease infested woman. I really hope the adventure was fun sandrine and if all the nights here are like this when you visit I would be more than happy to have you visit more often!!!

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