You know the best thing about where I live? The fact that you can get fucked up and stagger home. I have learned to watch for cars and I can just auto-pilot my way home without having to drive. BEST THING EVAR.
Having to backspace every other letter kinda sucks though. I guess it goes with the territory. I can't be too messed up though, because they spelling errors annoy me still.
Back to the story at hand. Even better is being asked by two separate bartenders if I was okay. I just answer yes and they still serve you drinks. Isn't that the bestest thing ever? Why even ask? I found it funny. Funny enough that I ordered another round to go. They didn't find that too funny like me, but they still served me more anyway.
I love my area. It's the bomb. I know no one says that anymore, but they should. It would be appropriate with the whole war thing going on right now. THE BOMB! I wonder if I should head back out. Is that a question? I think that sentence should have ended with a question mark.
Damn you Mr. backspace. I had text here, but mr. backspace helped me out and wiped out the stupid comment I originally had here. Only me and the backspace, sharing the secret. Doesn't that sound like some kind of sex position? The backspace...
That is too funny. Wait until people google backspace and sex position. That will be funny.
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