harold and kumar go to hooters downtown
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so brown guy #1 and brown guy #2 finally managed to hook up...
i hadn't seen shawn in forever, i think it must have been before thanksgiving at least (if not even before school started) that we last shot the shite... he might've disappeared in the tsunami and i wouldn't have known if i hadn't called his brother... he's almost as bad as i've been as of late, if not worse... i guess we all tend to pull the disappearing act when school's on, or at least those of us that are striving for something or to get somewhere in life... like me, he's busy as heck, so i don't begrudge that he and i haven't made our schedules work for each other... but again, it's funny because shawn wasn't exactly one of those guys i marked at the beginning as someone that would become a best friend... here we are, over 6 years and a lot of McDick's stories later, and we're still at it...
the best part about our friendship is that we're similarly situated in life... we've both had to bust our ass to get to where we're at, never really had any silver spoons to feed us, and we're both brown (well, he's more brown than me for sure)... but it really is like the classic story of harold and kumar, two guys who just want to enjoy life and make the most of it, while having to deal with the craziness of living in a whitewashed world... thankfully, we live in canada, where tolerance reigns, the land is flowing with beer and honey, and there are plenty of beautiful and qualified servers at fine establishments like hooters that treat us like any other inebriated yuppie frat boy regardless of creed or colour...
"excuse me, miss? i just wanted to know... what are your qualifications?"
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Current mood: mellow
Current music: Punjabi MC -- Mundian To Bach Ke
so brown guy #1 and brown guy #2 finally managed to hook up...
i hadn't seen shawn in forever, i think it must have been before thanksgiving at least (if not even before school started) that we last shot the shite... he might've disappeared in the tsunami and i wouldn't have known if i hadn't called his brother... he's almost as bad as i've been as of late, if not worse... i guess we all tend to pull the disappearing act when school's on, or at least those of us that are striving for something or to get somewhere in life... like me, he's busy as heck, so i don't begrudge that he and i haven't made our schedules work for each other... but again, it's funny because shawn wasn't exactly one of those guys i marked at the beginning as someone that would become a best friend... here we are, over 6 years and a lot of McDick's stories later, and we're still at it...
the best part about our friendship is that we're similarly situated in life... we've both had to bust our ass to get to where we're at, never really had any silver spoons to feed us, and we're both brown (well, he's more brown than me for sure)... but it really is like the classic story of harold and kumar, two guys who just want to enjoy life and make the most of it, while having to deal with the craziness of living in a whitewashed world... thankfully, we live in canada, where tolerance reigns, the land is flowing with beer and honey, and there are plenty of beautiful and qualified servers at fine establishments like hooters that treat us like any other inebriated yuppie frat boy regardless of creed or colour...
"excuse me, miss? i just wanted to know... what are your qualifications?"
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Current mood: mellow
Current music: Punjabi MC -- Mundian To Bach Ke
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