Last weekend I was at a wedding with an open bar. After drinking for 6 hours non stop, I started talking with a girl I knew back in college. She was also pretty drunk(and has a boyfriend), but one thing led to another and we found ourselves back in my hotel room.
I didn't really think things through, and I was taking the girl's shirt off as my girlfriend and three of her very close friends returned to the room. She started crying and ran out. Her friends got super pissed and began yelling at me. The yelling eventually turned into physical assaults. I decided to remove myself from the situation and left the hotel.
Her friends followed me, causing a really big scene. I knew this was getting worse so I whistled for a cab and when it came near the license plate said "fresh" and had a dice in the mirror. If anything I could say that this cab was rare but I thought nah forget it, yo home to bel-air. I pulled up to a house about seven or eight and I yelled to the cabby "yo, holmes smell you later." Looked at my kingdom I was finally there, to sit on my throne as the prince of bel-air.
I didn't really think things through, and I was taking the girl's shirt off as my girlfriend and three of her very close friends returned to the room. She started crying and ran out. Her friends got super pissed and began yelling at me. The yelling eventually turned into physical assaults. I decided to remove myself from the situation and left the hotel.
Her friends followed me, causing a really big scene. I knew this was getting worse so I whistled for a cab and when it came near the license plate said "fresh" and had a dice in the mirror. If anything I could say that this cab was rare but I thought nah forget it, yo home to bel-air. I pulled up to a house about seven or eight and I yelled to the cabby "yo, holmes smell you later." Looked at my kingdom I was finally there, to sit on my throne as the prince of bel-air.
