Camels can't chug beer
Well, that's not true. I held my own with two veterans last night.
Now, I was only chugging cuz they were gonna take away our beer (all the tables and chairs were already up)....but I was so fine until then....and then I was done...damn it.
So, Timbuctoo invited me out for one last beer with him and his pal. And it was fine. But I don't remember much about them walking me home or arriving at my place which is a bit concerning. Specificaly because I remember pal going on and on about how I should just go for it with Timbuctoo. Growl.
When pal went to the bathroom Timbuctoo and I had major staring-into-each-others-eyes contests and eventually I gave in and gave him one minor smooch but that is it. I was very well behaved. Well, I did keep rubbing my legs against his under the table after three or four pints, but that's pretty minor too.
But on the way home, Timbuctoo, I do rememebr saying that pal had "guessed"...big surprise - it's painfully obvious though I have to say that I don't think it was last night...but I can't speak for post chugging Camel.
And then we got to my house. And they came up and after maybe five minutes I was like "staying as long as you want, I have to go to bed" cuz I was now wasted. And the next thing I remember is Timbuctoo holding me in his arms. I think he just wanted to say goodbye. Pal was still there. But I feel bad cuz I was too drunk to respond much. And I wanted to say goodbye. Sigh. If only I hadn't had to chug that beer....
Now, I was only chugging cuz they were gonna take away our beer (all the tables and chairs were already up)....but I was so fine until then....and then I was done...damn it.
So, Timbuctoo invited me out for one last beer with him and his pal. And it was fine. But I don't remember much about them walking me home or arriving at my place which is a bit concerning. Specificaly because I remember pal going on and on about how I should just go for it with Timbuctoo. Growl.
When pal went to the bathroom Timbuctoo and I had major staring-into-each-others-eyes contests and eventually I gave in and gave him one minor smooch but that is it. I was very well behaved. Well, I did keep rubbing my legs against his under the table after three or four pints, but that's pretty minor too.
But on the way home, Timbuctoo, I do rememebr saying that pal had "guessed"...big surprise - it's painfully obvious though I have to say that I don't think it was last night...but I can't speak for post chugging Camel.
And then we got to my house. And they came up and after maybe five minutes I was like "staying as long as you want, I have to go to bed" cuz I was now wasted. And the next thing I remember is Timbuctoo holding me in his arms. I think he just wanted to say goodbye. Pal was still there. But I feel bad cuz I was too drunk to respond much. And I wanted to say goodbye. Sigh. If only I hadn't had to chug that beer....
posted by Camel at 9:53 a.m.
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We have talked about it - and in an impressively adult fashion too. We decided the first night that there shouldn't be a second, ever. And after the second night/day we got it of our systems and meant it.
His gf comes home this weekend and I will thankfully be hours and hours away at my friend's cabin.
We've said from the beginning that it isn't going to continue. It's just that we like hanging out together so much and since his gf isn't home yet I think reality just hasn't set in yet. Only 3 more days and it will.
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