March 22, 2005
On this day:

Bar lanuage translated

No, really, I’m OK to drive.”
–I’m wasted, and I am too embarrassed to have anybody see who I am going home with.

“I’m not used to these darts.”
–I’m not used to throwing anything smaller than a pool cue when I am this bombed.

“You get this one, next round is on me.”
–We won’t be here long enough to get another round.

“I’ll get this one, next one is on you.”
–Happy hour is about to end….now drafts are a dollar, but by the next round they’ll be $4.50 a pop.

“I haven’t seen you around here for a long time.”
–You stuck up little —–, too good for your old friends??

“Hey, where is that friend of yours?”
–I have no interest in talking to you except as a way to get your attractive friend into a compromising position.

“Lets get out of here.”
–I just dumped a half a pitcher of beer into that Harley guy’s helmet.

“Ever try a body shot?” (female to male)
–If this is how wild I am in the bar, imagine what I’ll do to you on the ride home?

“I don’t feel well, let’s go home.” (female)
–You are paying more attention to your friends than me.

“I don’t feel well, lets go home.” (male)
–I’m horny.

“I’ve had like 10 beers already.”
–I’ve only had 3 but need an excuse to behave this way.

“Who’s got the next round?”
–I haven’t bought a round in almost 3 years, but I am an expert at diverting attention.

“Excuse Me.” (male to male)
–Get the f— out of the way.

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