Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Party Time
I was going to see some movie, but I don't remember what movie. However, to get to the movie, I needed to traverse this giant underground shaft/maze, where the floors kept rotating and shit, making it kind of a bitch no navigate. After going down multiple floors of this shit, I finally got to a movie poster and a little door. I opened the door, and the showing I wanted to make was already leaving. I say leaving not in the sense that the movie was done and they left, but leaving in the sense that for some reason, the movie theater seats were on a giant track and they were currently riding away to see the movie. I accepted my fate and went to go wait for the next showing, which had some people waiting already. I sat down on a wooden chair that was leaning back and forth. Then, for some reason, out of nowhere, George, Marnie, Jason, Courtney, and Paul were there, and we decided to party. The movie theater was not a good place to party, so we decided to go to one that George was throwing (which was in a Six Flags that apparently was in Somers Point?). So were driving down the road to get to the party, when we took a wrong turn and ended up on the wrong side of the road. To remedy this, we pulled into some guy's driveway to see where me messed up. Some old bearded dude came out and started flipping shit becazuse we had the nerve to pull into his driveway. The guy was also smoking a joint, and when we turned to leave Jason yelled at him to get some better weed (I dunno lol). So, we finally arrived at George's party, which was in some house at the Six Flags. The party was fun and we were all having a good time. I know other shit happened, but it's all overshadowed by one vivid memory. For some reason, the bartender at this party was an octopus. A big, giant, fucking octopus with a shit ton of bottles around that understood english and especially how to mix drinks. And to top it off, he's make like four drinks at a time and serve 8 people at once because he had goddamn 8 arms. It was the coolest thing ever. And that's all that I remember, because octopus bartender, holy shit.
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