Then made the mistake of carrying half an 18 pack through North Park on the walk home, and got hit up for beers by some weird old dude trying to tell Jim his life story because they shared the same name.
Then again for a beer and cig from a seemingly normal looking group of two dudes and two chicks that quickly turned into a group of tweaker bums as we got closer. Had to pull the walkaway move as the girl relentlessly tried to buy more beers from me.
Our nightcap on the walk home brought two chicks looking like hookers walking in front of us, and some dude we thought was their pimp crossing the street towards them yelling, "where's your sister at?" and "speak fucking english." Turns out they were just a bunch of drunken idiots from out of town as the dude stumbled towards his expensive ride, telling the chick to shut up when she said he shouldn't be driving.
A young Eric Ellington. Mad steeze!
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