One Burbon, one scotch and one beer

This kids, is my last post for the week. I know I know, I will hold your hankies for you while you blow.

The first day of class was good, although I appear to be the elder in the school, I mean holy shit, how did 33 get to be so damn old?

While on our trip to the ill fated Def Leppard show, I met this couple. It was a husband and wife. They were sitting on the bench outside the hotel when I saw them.

I was just walking back from lunch, and I was wearing my Def Leppard fanclub shirt, because even though the pricks bailed on me, I was still representing...cause that's how I roll.

The man says to me..hey, you going to the show too huh?

I was like.." well I WAS"

These poor people had NO bloody idea it was not happening..So we chatted for a long while cause neither of us had anything better to do.

They kept telling me how I had an accent. I'm like, do you know what an accent is? Because this gal isn't buying. it .I do not have one.

They said we sound Canadian.

COME AGAIN?

Evey time we talked they just giggled their asses off. Especially when I did. It was giving me a complex.

Anyway, later that evening we ran into them again and the wife asked if we wanted to go to a comedy club. Across the street is this place called The B.O.B. which is a nightclub/bar.

One floor had a live band and the 3rd floor is a comedy club.

So we went there for a few laughs, and trust me, it was hard to get me laughing.

We saw a few comedians I had seen on Comedy Central. So that was nice.

After the show one comedian made a comment about my Lepp shirt. I told him how bummed I was and whatnot, and then he asked me out.

COME AGAIN?

Holy shit. First a roadie of the band asked me out, now this yahoo.

I checked to make sure the girls were inside my shirt, because ya never know if I'm given a peep show and them thinking I'm easy...

After I turned him down, he started making fun of Def Leppard, like he was getting back at me for not going out with him.

I told him at that point if I wasn't so damn tired and so damn homicidal I would likely kidney bunch him and them serve him his balls on a platter. But since I was in a very bad mood I would leave him be, cause I may end up killing him.

He then told me he was sorry and gave me his business card.

what an asshole.

On the train ride there and back my mother and I were so stinking bored that we would text each other, while sitting right next to each other.

Now that is desperate for some attention.

I always hated texting, and thought people looked retarded doing it.

Hello, I'm Flip Flop Momma and I cant stop texting.

I am not ignoring you guys, I'm just so damn tired and don't have many minutes to spare anymore..

Im gone to school from 730am-6pm and every Tuesday 1230-9...plus an hour drive there and back..

This whole school thing is cutting into my lazy time.

Next Friday is my birthday, so Im hopin all my freinds and family have arranged a private Lepp show for me, where they can only perform shirt less and well pant less.

I mean, the fuckers owe me.