Originally Posted by justanotherballa
haha, no stories?
Okay. So, this girl texts me like "You should come over to my friend's place. We're gonna hang out here and then go somewhere." So, I do. I get to said friend's place, we google map how to get to where we're going, and we get on this bus called the Pirate Express, which runs from every major apartment complex to a hub downtown, and back, so people don't drink in drive. As this is the beginning of the night, the bus is packed because everyone is going out. Girl's friend starts talking to this creepy ginger dude, who asks where we're going. When we say first street, creepy ginger dude asks if we're going to the pajama/snuggie party. I look at the girl, and back at ginger dude, and say "I hope not.." because none of us were prepared for a themed event. We get off the bus, walk a few blocks, and find a house with a fire, and a lot of people wearing snuggies.
So, we chill by the fire, things go well because these wierdos aren't really talking to us. When they do, I decide to go inside to try and avoid them. Mistake. Eventually, we're all inside, standing in a cirlce in the living room, when someone comes up talking about dancing. In a matter of minutes, Waka was playing, hipster artists are rapping, taking their clothes off, dancing. Nuts.
Eventually, the dancing started to resemble a gay orgy, so we dipped. Got back on the bus, bus driver has road rage, gets pissed because he has to stop at every complex, etc, etc. End night.
I'm going back to the crazy art house next week. Haha.
*edit: Creepy ginger dude's name was Rusty. At one point, he was also the school's mascot.