Dirty Martini!

It has been brought to my attention through feedback that some people may not think all of this blog is true or accurate.  Well, well, enjoy this fun filled adventure.

I may have broken a finger and still not know how I did it.

I may have swallowed a top to a beer bottle while playing a drinking game.  I may have ate a lot of fast food to wash it down so i didn't choke to death in my sleep.  I may have had an allergic reaction to the metal and went to the emergency room.  I may have witnessed doctors and nurses laugh at me when the x-ray showed the cap in my belly.  I may have been scared to go to the bathroom for a week.

I may have been jumped on by a few people while uptown.  I may have decided that the fight wasn't over.  I may have been drug by a car that they were driving.  I may have been bleeding.  I might of went to my lady friends house and bled everywhere until i was bandaged up.  I might have been stuck on band aid cause band aid was stuck on me.

I may have had a gun put really close to my face because I was running my mouth to the wrong people.  I may have shut the hell up...quickly.

My forehead may have met some brick steps on my 24th birthday.  I may have used a band aid again that night.  I might have stumbled into a girls room while bleeding because i thought it was a bathroom.  She may have been scared shitless and maybe she is my friend now.

I may have feel into another girls closet.  I might be glad that she had a lot of clothes to break my fall.

I might have ran my car off the road while trying to make it to a party.  I may have ran over a sign and ripped my damn fender off.  I may have slept in my car and friends cars on multiple occasions.  I may have done it once because i couldn't find the house key.  i may have found that key the next day in my pocket.

I may have told a woman on vacation something really mean.  She may have said that I was going to meet Jesus before the trip was over.  I might have said if you don't leave me the fuck alone you and your kids are going to meet him tonight.  I may have met the security team and had my photo placed in the office.

I may have some head trauma and I might not remember exactly what happened or any of it.

I may have been going on a first date and when i went to pull my car keys out i may have dropped a condom on her foot.  I might have used it later.

I might have made a girl take a morning after pill at the bar in front of my friends because i didn't trust her.  She might not speak to me anymore.

I might not know her name.  She might not be the only one.

I may have been kicked out of a lot of bars in Charlotte.  I may have peed in a fire place in the middle of a bar on a saturday night.  I might have told the bouncer that i would leave once i was done.  I might have gotten my ass grabbed by a man.  I may have comtemplated throwing him down a flight of steps but decided that i didn't like jail that much.

I may have fled the scene a few times (you get no details on this one).

I might have told her that if she didn't stop talking that i was going to drive this car off a fucking bridge.  Her little sister in the back seat may not have liked that comment.

This might only be the tip of the iceberg.

I may have a dirty martini this saturday and write about sunday!