johnnycollege

Techno music lights my crotch on fire. I said it. We’re throwing down some crazy off the chain shit tonight and I’m scrolling through the Itunes looking for the perfect panty dropper, and this Justice song might be the right compliment to 7 shots of tequilla and a morally lax lady. I’m just hoping some of my roomates can get laid, there’s been a dust bowl in our house and hopefully this party can bring some much needed irrigation.

So last night was my sober thirsty thursday. Fuck. I know, unnacceptable in these dying days of freedom, but I took advantage of being healthy for tonight and the blood bath that will soon ensue. It was pretty entertaining watching my boys come home last night and try to climb through the window without even calling me or ringing the bell. What a bunch of gentlemen, respecting my sleep and what not. Until I fell back asleep and got woken up to help find a dip, because I think I was the only one not seeing double. The sounding quote of the night was “How the fuck did that bitch not come back with me tonight,” well, I’m guessing you either puked on her or indirectly insulted a close family member.

One of the toughest parts about catering to a group of college kids is figuring out if we need a theme to get people drunk. Some times, people just are rilled up to get belligerent, other times its required that they come as CEOs and office hoes or as a boones farm bonanza entourage in country folk attire. I can’t decide on a theme tonight, so if you get one hit me up. Scantily clad ladies, and ugly dudes, makes for a sure fire score one for johnny colllege. Stay classy friends, and stop by tonight in your Friday’s best.

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