Crazy Town

Last night was Crystal's birthday. I can honestly say its the best and biggest part I've ever helped throw in bend oregon. We were even charging two dollars at the door to even enter. We had beer pong, pool, live dj's, and everything else. Don't worry, no one got molested.
   Still in the middle of everything I still managed to make an ass of myself, Because you see, this ex girlfriend of mine showed up, and I was wearing my usual classy tie and button up shirt. I walked up to her and said, "Hey, remember me?"
"Yes, Scott I remember you."
"We should hang out again babe."
"No, I'm never hanging out with you again."
"Oh? Why's that?"
"Cause you're a dick, you're the worst person I've ever dated or have known,"
"Cassi, I'm not that bad."
"Remember the riot juice?"
"Oh....." I walk away. All I knew was that Riot Juice was made from a 40oz of steel reserve and four loko, and its of my own design, I've done many things against my moral compass on that particular combination, Its evil incarnate.
So I may have been a bad person once or twice, The rest of the night I met a couple of other previous ex's and a lot of old friends.
Needless to say, I felt it completely appropriate to say every foul joke I've ever heard.. All I got was stares and silence, and even when someone did laugh the others treated them like pariahs.

So I finished my jack and coke, and I finished my other jack and coke, and I finished the other jack and coke, and then got a ride home.

I woke up this morning with a hang over, a beer in my hand, and a tie with no shirt. I guess that's ok though because now I have twenty bucks in pocket.....