I'm Getting McDonalds Hand Delivered To Me In The Club The Next Time I Get Bottle Service*
Real quick it’s bullshit they don’t have the sparklers going. Only reason you ever get bottle service is for the sparklers and roman candles.
That would be pretty cool.
You know what else is pretty cool?
Having a couple number sevens and a filet o fish delivered to you at the club. It’s like the reverse sorority girl joke where she’s like Omg *~Britney~* I went out last night and like didn’t pay for drinks because Jacob basically knew like EVERYONE but then omg I spent $23 at McDonalds LOL OMG LOOK AT MY FUCKING RECEIPT YOU SLUT
It’s kinda like that but the complete opposite.
PS – My number in college when I was busy being a division 1 athlete was 43. Ipso Facto: Carl Quatro Tres is my alter ego when I have any/too much tequila. It’s the nature of the beast although up to you which one I’m talking about.
*Last time I got a table with my buddies I ended up gassing like 13 responsible Miller Lites over the course of a long evening of course and I’m not joking I don’t think the girls who make drinks at the table have been more disgusted with someone in their entire life. Sue me I’m just not a vodka cran guy.