To get my mind off these past few days, I went to an Irish Bar last night with Michelle, Nicole, and Megan. After my first glass of Strongbow, I decided that a guy at the bar was cute. So, for our second round we moved from the barrel table we were sitting at to the bar. After round 2 I was pretty drunk and we were all ready to go...all but me. With the confidence of the wine I had with dinner and 2 pints of strong cider, I strolled right up to cute guy at the bar...and it went something like this.....
Me: (tapping him on the shoulder) Hallo...Sprechen Sie Englisch?
Him: (Looking at me as if he doesn't speak German or English) Ja...
Me: I had a bad day, can I have a hug.
Him: (merely looks at me very confused)
Me: ( Held my arms out and looked pathetic) Hug, bitte?
Him: (laughs and gives me a big hug) ja!ja!ja!ja!
The girls couldn't stop laughing....and I got my hug. I went home and passed out, and was slightly hung over this morning. There is nothing like learning German when you are either still drunk...or real hung-over.
I make bad choices.
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i'd hug youuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!! just pretend german strangers are me.
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