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| A day in the Life Jerk Style | Started by: Major_Jerkovski on May 26, '08 12:09 |
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Our plane had just landed in New York and Gorgeous George and I were already a little tipsy; the stewardesses were being awful kind to us and we were in a mood to celebrate our recent partnership with that new Las Vegas Casino. As we exited the plane the air was windless, warm, the sky without a cloud. Only the blue was veiled with a haze of light gold, as it is sometimes in early summer. First things first we had to get to Luigi's Restaurant and inform my uncles about our new business endeavours. They would have to be wondering where we were at by now. "Hey Major! You guys coming with us tonight?" Laurie was a hot and I mean smoking hot, blond stewardess but I all ready had my fun with her so I was looking to move onto a new catch. "Na Babe George and I got some things to attend to" Fully planning on going to see my uncles, and it just so happened it was a convenient excuse. I turned to walk away and I could see the look in Georges eyes and knew we weren't going to Luigi's tonight. "Common Major they ain't gonna be up, it's too late. What you gonna go wake them smelling like booze?" He had a point there and there would be plenty of time to hit the NY night life, kick what's her name out of my place in the morning and head to Luigi's to catch up with my uncles at lunch. I say what's her name because i haven't met her yet, it wouldn't really matter as I wouldn't remember the name anyway. We decided to check out the New York business district, there was always something going on there. As long as there was booze and women, George and I would be fine. We were ready to drink the town dry. We just made a boat load of money and we wanted to blow of some steam. We arrived at the The Gentlemans Club and there was a huge queue and by now it was getting pretty late, we got hung up for an hour or so, that stewardess was very convincing but that's a whole other story. George and I walked past the chumps waiting in line. I handed the doorman a couple bills "Hey Guido nice to see ya" I have no idea what his name was, it coulda been Bubba for all I know, he didn't seem to care. "Thanks Mr Franklin!" He hollered back. We ordered a few shots then a few more, before I knew it George and I were doing hooter shooters off every broad that had a pulse. The waitresses were standing on the bar and pouring tequila down our throats and why wouldn't they, we were practically throwing money at them. Skrash Out of the corner of my eye I saw a beer bottle fly right past my head, I could practically taste the fucking thing it was so close. "Hey you trying to fuck my old lady" I turned to see what the hell was going on and before I could react, his head bounced off Georges Forearm with a satisfying thud. Two more quick strikes from his fists the last of which twisted into his ribs. "Yea! Now this is a party!" George said as he hammered his fisted on the bar yelling for another round of Tequila. Now you might think that trying to hit on women after excessive alcohol consumption is generally not a good idea. You may think that going around after downing a few drinks telling women you have never met they have a nice tail and a blouse full of goodies is an example of your witty banter, but in reality they usually just smile politely, leave the room for some reason or another, and strangely enough you never see them again. Unless you're me, then your handing them a paper cup full of Java at 9:30 in the morning, and telling them "It's to go, now go" Riiinngg RingI woke to the ringing of the phone, bowed down to the porcelain God, I remember I threw up several times once in the sink, and three times in the toilet. Good thing my gun was across the room or I might have shot the damn phone off the wall. I scrapped my barely mobile ass off my bathroom floor and picked up the phone. "Where the fuck have you been man, I've been calling all morning" It was George, and he sounded frantic. "You better get your ass down here fast Major one of your Uncles has been killed" I dropped the phone and thought to myself... Party's over. . . Thanks to TSL Studios for proofreading. . . |
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| What happens next??!?!?! Aww come on man. You're leaving me on the edge of my seat. :) Good job. | |
| Reply by: Kishla at May 26, '08 12:28 | |
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| I didn't read it. But, if I did, it would have been a good story. | |
| Reply by: Gauntlet at May 26, '08 14:33 | |
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| Gauntlet, you SHOULD read it, it is quite a good story. | |
| Reply by: Kevin_Leman at May 26, '08 14:46 | |
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| Yeah that is Jerk style | |
| Reply by: El_Guapo at May 26, '08 16:08 | |
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| good job my jerkyness... | |
| Reply by: Carnalita at May 26, '08 22:48 | |
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Nice story there man. Thoroughly enjoyed it :) |
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| Reply by: CommodumPerfectus at May 27, '08 01:25 | |
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| Great story Jerk allways a good read with your storys. | |
| Reply by: Cartman at May 27, '08 07:25 | |
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| Awesome as always bud! We need to get Volume 5 up and moving | |
| Reply by: RobinBanks at May 27, '08 18:24 | |
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Smiles as he finishes reading the story Great story my friend.. a nice and easy read for a early morning coffee. Takes a drink of his steaming hot coffee |
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| Reply by: Striphe at May 28, '08 04:45 | |
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