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So it's a Thurs or Fri night, and I'm vacationing in FL and visiting cousins. We made plans to hit the club, and were looking to drink for a bit parked out back. I decided to buy two Lokos after listening to my cousins ramble on about how awesome they are. I knew something was amiss while working on my second can, because I insisted on listening to Lil Wayne's "I'm so hood remix" about a million times in a row. I finish my second can, and we head inside. We go to the bar, and I order a round of shots. After that, I pretty much blacked out. Apparently, I spent the whole night stumbling around the club knocking over people's drinks, working a stripper pole, getting kicked off the stage because dudes shouldn't work stripper poles, and dancing with ugly fat chicks. Then for whatever reason after last call, I ended up getting into a friendly but intense wrestling match with a cousin, where I somehow got a gnarley scrape going up the entire backside of my arm. I wake up the following morning to discover that my bar tab was almost $300, spent mostly on buying people replacement drinks after knocking their first ones over, and covered in blood from my untreated arm. Oh well, it looks like I had fun.
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