Shelzin
Equal Opportunity Asshole
- Jul 15, 2012
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I made *some* money, and a lot of memories... I likely could have made like three or four times the amount I did, but at least half those logs weren't paid for with cash. I got alcohol, I got good food... I got... Well... Lets just say I wish back then today's cell phones existed.You make a lot of money on that night??? Only time I was in the infield, I was so bombed and tired -- I fell asleep on the grass for most of the race... Didn't think that would ever be possible..
Hell... My internal voice or censor so to speak has always been a little faulty. I've never been a shy person, but I'm definitely a introvert. But with a couple beers in me the filter isn't there anymore. I'm like sixteen and the guy I was with, who's name I can't remember he was the son of one of my dads friends, was eighteen... He's done this many times with his family, and couldn't believe the stupid shit I was getting away with. Tits, tits, everywhere.
I hit on this guys wife, respectfully mind you I was sitting at his fire, thinking it was his daughter. He notified me fairly quick that it was his wife, and the guy I was with was thinking of running... He later told me there was a tone that I didn't pick up on ... Because my response was "holy shit man, you hit the jack pot. How did you pull that off?" I don't remember what he said, but his wife ( who was actually about 15 years older than I thought she was ) disappeared for about 15 minutes while her husband and his brother and I talked, and got HER DAUGHTER who is like a year younger than me, and basically threw her at me.
I mean she took after mother... Oh my god she took after momma. She's a looker. Now I was pretty sure right away that it was her daughter mind you, after finding out how bad I fucked up her age to begin with... But I asked anyway. Because... Filter is fuck'n broke. I'm not thinking, just talking. And the daughter didn't *look* like she was happy being taken away from wherever it was she came from. So my first words directly toward the daughter is "my god you are going to age well"... and... I tried for something about wine aging getting better or... Something... I fucked it all up... But instead of one happy mother now, I got a happy daughter as well, because evidently not having a coherent thought and stumbling over oneself is endearing to some people.
*laughs*
I spent several hours there at their little spot. It was damn near midnight when I met them... Oh the memories of that night... I hope I go to bed and dream about it.