VORTEX2 Stories

So in our adventurous bar crawl in Liberal, KS, this one girl who I got her number texted me the other day. When I acquired her digits, I thought her name was Kenlee, and I thought her name tag when she was working the bar said the same thing. She texted me and wanted me to buy her another drink after work that night. I said it would be difficult as I am half way across the country, et cetera. It turns out I was so drunk that her name was Chelsea, with a last name initial of G. Who knew? She was pretty hideous looking though, if I recall. Atleast I still have all of my teeth after almost getting in a bar fight... That is what really counts.

Moral of this story, don't dance with, and put your arm around, other guys wives at a bar when drunk.

my family and i are vacationing down in the virginia beach area visiting my sister. we ventured up to the norfolk area for harbour fest where all of those tall ships come in and what not. low and behold our good friend ben was there with his supposed girlfriend. i avoided him as much as possible. what are the odds?