The Aftermath...

[brotherdoobie]

Of A Wedding...

I woke up on the cold concrete of a motel's sidewalk - minus one shoe. I wasn't staying at the motel, btw. I don't know how I ended up
there, either.

Booze > doobie fact.


-ohhhh!

[jimbo12345]

a quality night then! No bridesmaids laying next to you though?

[Virtualbody1234]

Sounds like brotherdoobie-booze=better life.

[brotherdoobie]

Obviously, not. ^


-bd

[popopot]

Did you loose the shoe or did someone steal it from you. Damn those one legged night thieves!

[Hairbautt]

It's always fun playing detective on yourself - you know finding out just what the hell happened that night.

[brotherdoobie]

Did you loose the shoe or did someone steal it from you. Damn those one legged night thieves!

I believe he left on its own accord. (He was looking at me with a disgusted look on his face, right before I passed out.)


-bd

[jimbo12345]

It's always fun playing detective on yourself - you know finding out just what the hell happened that night.

it fun when you've convinced yourself you've pieced together all those snapshots of certain times of the night beofre, and are happy nothing went wrong. Then you bump into a mate that saw you, and suddenly the story you developed in your head is far far far from the truth.

Never lost a shoe. Come home in other peoples shirts many times. Still not sure why.

[Hairbautt]

yeah its true, actually

[popopot]

Did you loose the shoe or did someone steal it from you. Damn those one legged night thieves!

I believe it left on its own accord. (He was looking at me...with a disgusted
look on his face... right before I passed out.)


-bd

A righteous shoe - must be way East by now. Perhaps if you repent then the shoe might forgive you and come back. Otherwise, just cheat on its sorry ass and get a pair of wellies.