DYL! Marina D-bag Bar Crawl

going thru my bookmarks. yes, i’m a bit of a procrastinator. and feeling a bit nostalgic for some of the better Unilocal events that i attended in years past.
this was an amazing event. the costumes were phenomenal. marina types were quite accepting of the fact that we were making fun of them, and some even joined our crowd.
i greatly appreciate danielle being designated driver, but i probably shouldn’t have pre-​drank in the car on the way up, i was thoroughly wasted by the time we got to the first bar. i’m sure i would’ve been fine, had i not decided to avoid wasting the chimay i bought for my non-​beer drinking friend, which pushed me over the edge.
daryl certainly deserved the award of an axe body spray package, even if it was a bit dubious that he had such a large amount of douchy clothes and accessories in his normal wardrobe…
i wasn’t sure what a douchy marina chick wears, other than a fake tan and slutty clothes (i don’t own any holister or abercrombie shirts), so i overdid it with the bronzer and decided it was a good idea to pull my shirt down, exposing my bustier in every picture. not sure what my thought process was there.
i vaguely recall finding this amazing bar set up with wayyy too many ping pong tables. yes, this bar was made for douches to play professional beer pong! amazing that this dumb college game has made it so far into our culture of douche that a huge bar would be entirely set up around it.
i kept hugging some dude in white sunglasses (such glasses epitomize to me douche), and eventually some pussy street fight broke out between a reveler and a mariner who did not appreciate our antics. of course it never came to blows. don’t wanna mess up the perfect face!
i felt better for the ride home after puking between a few cars towards the end of the night then eating at mel’s diner. a true san francisco experience if there ever was one.