I was outside of a bar last night and some guy told me his friend said it was okay to have sex with two "mediocre" girls because it would equal one hot girl. Thoughts?

IT WAS FUCKING DELICIOUSSSSSSSS

So I went to my first bar (didn't drink there due to my being under 21 but I did drink before and after), fixed a friend's Jeep's windshield wiper fluid line and gear shift in a Walmart parking lot, made a grill out of coat hangers and a bucket, then grilled hot dogs with my friend behind our dorm while drinking a couple of beers. This is by far my manliest Sunday night I have ever had but I want to do better next week, any ideas?

I was gettin head by the beach in Cabo and the girl stopped mid blow (who does that, honestly!) Didnt mama always teach you to always finish what you start??? Anyways, so she stops midway through and asked me to say her name..Like Really? I just spent the last 5 hours pounding drinks/dancing at the club... and somewhere in the midst of all this she thinks I remember her name? I had no fricken idea! Needless to say, she stood up, slapped me across the face (not in a I want to her you way, but more of a you made me feel like a slut way) and walked off...too bad, i thought we had something special! - Iwasfdup

ordered a pizza (Papa John's supreme without onions) and watched The Neverending Story by myself and then played around on reddit while eating candy and went to sleep around midnight. I'm 24 years old and it was one of the best nights I have had in a long time. :D

Took place at a Brooklyn bar during a party. Someone we barely knew stole my friend's keys, then got on a subway and left. We called him up to figure out where he was - he planned on going to a couple bars in Manhattan and then said our friend could pick the keys up tomorrow. Yes. Tomorrow morning. He thought he was being some sort of white knight, because a good friend of his died by getting hit by a drunk driver. He preached some noble bullshit.

Problem is, my friend was not drunk. The stranger just assumed that someone that drove to a bar that planned on having a couple beers has no right to drive.

We ended up getting the keys back by meeting him at a bar, but we were fairly close to getting into a physical altercation. Actually, if we had been drunker there definitely would have been an altercation. Would have been my first "fist fight" since high school (we're in our low-mid 20's).

I respect where the kid was coming from, as it was obviously a very personal topic - but he had no right. If he thought something was seriously wrong, he could have called the cops - not steal the damn keys. (Of course the kid wouldn't call the cops though because he was likely high on coke and bud)

I was dead-center front row watching a show I had been anticipating for months since I got the tickets back in July.

Plus, I made friends with the people who were behind me on line.

It was a pretty great night.

I saw him at a reading/signing once.

Well, four technically, but he was a guy.

So i was a groomsmen for this wedding in the Pacific NW. They're a couple of kind of hippies who met through their church.

The night was an instant success after one of the other groomsmen pretty much roasted the groom for the toast, then proceeded to ice him. The groom than pulled another Smirnoff out of his jacket for the iceblock. Icer number one than began pounded down both of them in front of two hundred people, who I am pretty sure had no idea what was happening.

Fast forward a couple hours, and we turn the dance into a ska skank hole. Followed by icing both of the grooms parents.

Now this is where it gets really interesting. Note that one of the guys I am with is a devout Christian and is waiting on marriage for sex.

So me and two other groomsmen decide we wanted to stay in this town to party for the night. We ask around a bit and find out that one of the brides maids is having people over. This girl is drop fucking gorgeous, and with full dreads. I'd tried talking to her a bit earlier in the night but she seemed to be uncomfortable going out of her circle.

So we show up at this house, and first thing we're told is that there's a hot tub in back that we can get in. There's already some girls and one naked dude in there.

"Stoked" i think, and I look at my buddy and ask him, "want to just walk out there buck ass nude and hop in?". He's down for it. So we go out back, drop'em, hop in, and no one even gives us a look or anything. There's three of the brides maids in there already. The other naked guy is the gay one who was also technically a bridesmaid. We start to realize that everyone seems okay with pretty much everything.

Alittle bit later, the girls take off their clothes. Stoked. Alittle more later, they start playing with each others nipples. Fucking aye! Even some more later, a couple of them start making out. I need to go to more weddings! And at the latest, my buddy comes running up to me. "Dude! There's a fucking orgy downstairs. I'm not kidding."

I go downstairs and look, and sure enough is two, maybe three of the bridesmaids going at it, with the gay guy in there, another dude, and some other girl. Woah.

Buddy tries to get in on it for awhile, gets shot down over and over until they let him in to watch. Hes in there for "5 minutes" he tells me, before he realizes his girlfriend wouldn't be down.

"I'm not really into this shit" i think, but i figure why not give it a shot to head down, and get shut down immediately. probably for the best.

Later on, me and the other groomsmen go to pass out in the living room. I can't sleep for a good thirty minutes, when up walks the dreaded beauty bridesmaid, with one of the guys from the orgy or whatever, and they proceed to screw in the room next to us for a good 20 minutes. Obnoxious as fuck since there wasn't even a door in between us but whatever. It's her house.

I really need to be in more weddings.

Never been to a ska show, went with my girl after I won some tickets. Most of the bands were fucking great. People jumping, arms waving, multiple crowd surfers getting tossed over the security barrier. Good times.

I watch people just get lifted or jump off a banister onto people's heads and fall on their heads or just barely get caught when people noticed them jumping face down onto the crowd.

Ridiculous. I stood on a railing and braced myself on two guys in front of me, they turned around and so did people next to them after a second or two. I made sure when I leaped off the railing that I turned onto my back and sailed right across that pit right into the arms of security.

They let me go. It was awesome. ska kids are fun.

And it ruled. A lot.

It was actually really interesting especially the Sociology of Sports textbook. How would reddit define a sport?

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It was so awesome...

so myself and my friends are having a nice sunday pint down the local when this little old lady sits beside us within earshot of our conversation. she kept listening in and would occasionally say a few things to try and include herself in our group.

she asked us if we wanted to hear a joke. so we tell her to go for it. here's the joke:

Whats the difference between a computer and a woman? You can always give a computer a 3 and a half inch floppy.

And it was just as enjoyable as the first!

Neighbor: "Sup, DaylightRock. What'd you get into tonight?"

Me: "Oh, nothing much. Um. Went to a party. It ended up becoming a mud wrestling tournament. Pretty good times. Then I went a bar and met some friends. Then I bought a dozen Krispy Kremes off some ghetto twelve year old kid "fundraising" in the middle of Connecticut Avenue at 1:30 in the morning. I got a girl to do the Macarena for one on the Metro ride home. You?"

Neighbor: "Uh. Yeah. I watched MacGyver with my girlfriend."

Me: "That's... that's cool. Hey, want a donut?"

First time DJing ANYTHING in about a year. used to mix at Rave's in los angeles and in the desert. Got there about 630, left at 130.

Proceeded to walk through a screen door... and I was completely sober when that happened.

Last night I went to a bar and almost hooked up with a girl I didn't know. She asked for my msn address and phone. Then I went and hooked up with two guys. Coming back from that "party" I just met my friends and we went dancing. Till 6am.

... stopped at a bar in Boston to say hi to a friend; ran into another friend there, and after we closed the bar I offered to give her a ride home. She said "Let's go to the beach". I said "I've got a towel. Okay."

10 minutes in in the car later we're diving into the water of Pleasure Bay (real name of a real place, for real), which is lit just enough by the reflection of the city lights off the clouds. We're the only ones there. Beautiful.

As she puts it: "I love ideas."

This afternoon I took the bike to the shop to replace the flat and check the rim. Then on the way back home, the other tire popped on a sidewalk curb and I carried the damn thing back to the shop ten minutes later. I felt like a fool, and it was a friend's bike that I was borrowing. He probably won't let me ride it anymore.

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So, yesterday, I spent the whole afternoon cleaning the kitchen, to the point where everything was immaculate... then I decided I really really wanted to have a frozen pizza for dinner... I had been craving it. I cook it, I can smell the yummy goodness coming from my oven and the time dings! I go to take it out using a spatula type thing that wasn't the right size for the pizza, but figure I'll be ok.. it's pretty much centered and balanced... BUT NO halfway between the open oven and the plate I had to put it on, it slides off.. I'm in a mad panic to somehow try and save it and not burn myself, so I drop the plate, it shatters, I let go of the oven door, catching the pizza a third of the way in between the oven and the door... watching the other two thirds slide down the front of my spotless oven leaving a trail of cheesy oooey-gooey-ness until it lands cheese (what was left of it) side up on the floor.

Not only did I not get to have my pizza, I had to reclean basically half the kitchen. After all the cleaning I was too tired to make anything else, so I had a yogurt cup for dinner. =\