so last night it was about 11 i fink.. yes.. and there was these two SUPER drunk men that come in and go to the counter. ma coworker friend

them if they are there to bowl cause we was closed. (place closes at 11) and then man A mummbles some crazy shit and walks away.. he heads

to the washrooms and on the way he punches himself in the head.. 2x.. strange.. then after 10 minutes of being dissapeared i think to maself

"where the fuck are they?" so i send danny to the mens room cause i figured they was smoking or man fucking in the washroom..

danny comes back and says THEY ARE IN THE WOMANS BATHROOM...

yes

they were in there for 15 minutes till Julie decides to go tell em to get out of the womans bafroom. she walks in and

sees that one of the men is sitting on the turlet with the stall open while the other is standing infront of him.

EW

so she comes out laughing and we just didnt know what to do so we send danny in 10 minutes later to tell them that they need to leave

by now they have been in the womans washroom for 30 minutes. it was SO funny. oh god. stupid fucking drunk ppl

what is the moral of this story? if your getting drunk.. stay home!

this is also proof that drinking blurs your vision and you cannot tell the difference between the washroom dude with a skirt and the one

without

LMAO