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Tore Up Up North
Posted:05/22/2006
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Grade: D
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One weekend junior year 3 of my buddies and I were really bored so we decided to go up to Canada. So we all hopped into my friend Robby’s car and head out.
The drive to Canada takes at least 2 hours, so we stopped at a gas station a picked up 2 cases of beer. This was at noon on a Friday. We start the drive and start the drinking. Buy the time we got to the border we were all pretty drunk so we had to act sober with the 2 empty cases of beer in the trunk.
For those of you that have never been to Canada the boarded patrol are total assholes and love to give Americans shit and would love even more to arrest some. Everything ends up ok and we continue on our way.
We get a hotel in downtown Vancouver, right above a nice club. It’s only 3pm, so we need to kill some time. So, we get some more beer drink that in the hotel and go out in town to ruin someone’s day. We walked the streets making fun of people and throwing anything that wasn’t bolted down. We got kicked out of at least 5 stores for harassing people and/or destroying something of value and not paying for it. It’s getting later and so we go back to the hotel to change and drink some more.
It is now 8pm and we are down 5 cases of beer and a forty each that we stole (I think). We go down to the club downstairs and get drink and start hitting on girls. All goes well; we change bars a few times, pick up girls here and there, and lose girls here and there. I end up at some hotel party with another guy I know.
I pick up a girl there that was more horny then I was. She straight up said “Do you have a hotel room around here?Can I see it?”
Talk about easy. I have sex with her, which was pretty good. I then leave her at the hotel party that I meet her at and go out to find my friends to rub it in that I already hooked up. Before I know it, it’s 2 AM and the bar I was at is closing. Somehow, I could only find one of my friends. Not in the club but he was just walking down the street alone and drunk.
Now we are both standing there talking to anyone that walks by us. We end up picking up to girls for some other country. They spoke English which was good enough for me. We get some kind of grease food that was awesome for a drunken person, and then we all start walking back to the hotel for some action. I wasn’t done yet, I need more. So I think to myself what is there to do at 3 in the morning in Canada.
Nothing that I can think of, then like a sign form heaven or hell, whatever, I see bright lights coming from across the street. It was a 24 hour porn shop. We convince all of them to go in and then I convince the girls to try on some sexy clothes.
I watch as the girls are in the dressing room while my bitch friend is outside the dressing room. I punched him later for that. I am not sure how I picked these girls up because they have great bodies, one with big nicely shaped boobs that kind of turned up, the other with small breasts and a slim waste. I also talk them into making out and then a bit more. Little by little this is becoming a threesome.
Meanwhile my friend is just talking outside the dressing room about something so dumb it is hurting my game. Something about how he should be a vegetarian. The action ends and the clerk is becoming suspicious of our action. So we get dressed because they were also unclothing me.
We head out to the hotel. The girls are now talking in whatever language they speak. We get to the hotel and go up to the room, the other guys aren’t there. Perfect. So we each get and bed and start going at with the lights on. We fall asleep and then I wake up when the girls are leaving and they both give me there number and my buddy gets nothing.
HAHA, I win.
My other friends show up and tell me of there night which was nothing to what I had accomplished. I call the girls ever time I go to Canada and I have sex with the one I hooked up with but have never convinced them to have a threesome, despite my best effort.
The drive to Canada takes at least 2 hours, so we stopped at a gas station a picked up 2 cases of beer. This was at noon on a Friday. We start the drive and start the drinking. Buy the time we got to the border we were all pretty drunk so we had to act sober with the 2 empty cases of beer in the trunk.
For those of you that have never been to Canada the boarded patrol are total assholes and love to give Americans shit and would love even more to arrest some. Everything ends up ok and we continue on our way.
We get a hotel in downtown Vancouver, right above a nice club. It’s only 3pm, so we need to kill some time. So, we get some more beer drink that in the hotel and go out in town to ruin someone’s day. We walked the streets making fun of people and throwing anything that wasn’t bolted down. We got kicked out of at least 5 stores for harassing people and/or destroying something of value and not paying for it. It’s getting later and so we go back to the hotel to change and drink some more.
It is now 8pm and we are down 5 cases of beer and a forty each that we stole (I think). We go down to the club downstairs and get drink and start hitting on girls. All goes well; we change bars a few times, pick up girls here and there, and lose girls here and there. I end up at some hotel party with another guy I know.
I pick up a girl there that was more horny then I was. She straight up said “Do you have a hotel room around here?Can I see it?”
Talk about easy. I have sex with her, which was pretty good. I then leave her at the hotel party that I meet her at and go out to find my friends to rub it in that I already hooked up. Before I know it, it’s 2 AM and the bar I was at is closing. Somehow, I could only find one of my friends. Not in the club but he was just walking down the street alone and drunk.
Now we are both standing there talking to anyone that walks by us. We end up picking up to girls for some other country. They spoke English which was good enough for me. We get some kind of grease food that was awesome for a drunken person, and then we all start walking back to the hotel for some action. I wasn’t done yet, I need more. So I think to myself what is there to do at 3 in the morning in Canada.
Nothing that I can think of, then like a sign form heaven or hell, whatever, I see bright lights coming from across the street. It was a 24 hour porn shop. We convince all of them to go in and then I convince the girls to try on some sexy clothes.
I watch as the girls are in the dressing room while my bitch friend is outside the dressing room. I punched him later for that. I am not sure how I picked these girls up because they have great bodies, one with big nicely shaped boobs that kind of turned up, the other with small breasts and a slim waste. I also talk them into making out and then a bit more. Little by little this is becoming a threesome.
Meanwhile my friend is just talking outside the dressing room about something so dumb it is hurting my game. Something about how he should be a vegetarian. The action ends and the clerk is becoming suspicious of our action. So we get dressed because they were also unclothing me.
We head out to the hotel. The girls are now talking in whatever language they speak. We get to the hotel and go up to the room, the other guys aren’t there. Perfect. So we each get and bed and start going at with the lights on. We fall asleep and then I wake up when the girls are leaving and they both give me there number and my buddy gets nothing.
HAHA, I win.
My other friends show up and tell me of there night which was nothing to what I had accomplished. I call the girls ever time I go to Canada and I have sex with the one I hooked up with but have never convinced them to have a threesome, despite my best effort.
- Washington State University
Editors Note:
Nothing like rocking out in Canada.
Comments
Next time..use Jose Cuervo Black Label! It works wonders!
Wow, I could not even get through the story because of the grammar. Definitely a student from WSU