It was a Thursday night and I was out in Bucktown at some not-so-happening bar which was jamming out to disco. It was one of those hot July nights where nothing mattered more than getting shitty. I was at this place drinking for too long, I knew this when I started disco dancing. I was on beer 9 of the night when Dada walked into the bar. He was sitting alone, which now I look back on probably wasn’t the best person to start a flirtatious conversation with, but I did anyways. Three more beers later I had learned he was an artist and he asked if he could paint me naked, to which I replied “uhh ok.” I seriously thought I would be his muse and it would be all bohemian and poetic. Well I found myself agreeing to go back to his place to check out his paintings and then agreeing to take off all my clothes and once I asked where the art was he showed me the bedroom instead. I was so fucked up when I woke up I had no clue where I was, he was living in some sort of lofty crazy apt in god knows where in the west loop, where I had to climb a ladder to get to his bedroom. I shot up kind of frazzled and tried to put back the pieces from the night before….it took awhile but I got it, as I was figuring out how to get on my clothes, climb the ladder and get the fuck out of his place he shot up. He was crazy polish looking! Nothing like the stud I thought I went home with, I was pissed. I was especially pissed when he tried to have sex again and I was like “DUDE, im not drunk, there is no art, and I’m freaking out about how to get out of here!” I finally managed to find clothing while Dada rubbed all over me fighting me while I tried to put on articles of clothing. Then he said “It’s pretty dead in this neighborhood, if you want I can give you a lift” I just thought screw it, “OK” so me and Dada took me home and listened to NPR the entire time because we had absolutely nothing to say. When he dropped me off he handed me his number and invited me to some party. Once I got out of the car I immediately threw it out. I thought I was out in the clear I can get on with my life and forget what happened….well not really.
Two weeks later I’m at small bar and Dada pops out of nowhere I immediately knock over my beer onto him. He starts talking to me trying to pick me up again! I was so out of there, no Dada is will ever be near me again – they are only full of bullshit, with empty pockets and empty apts with no fucking art.
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I had recently broken up with my boyfriend of five years and decided I needed to branch out.
I met up with some of my guy friends to watch the Bears game at a bar. These dudes are really into the Bears and really into beer. So, the ritual goes: you drink lots and lots and lots and lots of beer and when the Bears score you have to do a touchdown shot. This particular game was a REALLY good Bears game.
Flash forward: the Bears won and I’m HAMMERED. We moved the party to another establishment where I found and started flirting with what I thought was a sexy Australian boy. I gave him my number and went on my merry drunk way.
After about a week of texting back forth we decided to go on a date. I made the mistake of telling him I didn’t care what we did.
When we met up for our date I barely recognized him and he was not at all attractive! What did I get myself into? But the accent was still hot so I went with it.
He took me to a nice Mexican restaurant, which is all good and fine, except I’m a total spice wimp. I choked down my food and had one too many Margarita’s.
After dinner he took me to a couple different bars where he proceeded to talk shit about basically all the music I love. Then he told me we were going to the comedy club. “Maybe this won’t end up so bad” I thought. We went to the comedy club and waited in line for what seemed like forever. When we got to the front of the line the man asked for our tickets, which clearly didn’t exist. This is where the date ended, I couldn’t get out of there fast enough!
He continued to text me for weeks. I was so annoyed by him I never responded. He did eventually give up.
The moral of the story: when you’re hammered flirt with more than just one guy. A girl’s got to have options!
Love Izzie
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Mailbox night is every Thursday at Durkins on Diversey and Halsted. All night they juke out to all the top hits while displaying scandalous celebs ½ naked on all their TVs. To say the least, everyone’s aim is to get laid-or so it seemed. Obviously, mailbox night is an awesome opportunity to play a real life Facebook.
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It was the end of a crazy night of my friend’s birthday and after deciding to go to 5 different bars, it was finally too late and we settled on the Exit at 3am. I was feeling nice and drunk when I peered over and saw two guys sitting directly in front of us. Ladies, do you ever get that feeling when you are trashed and you really just want a good hott make out? Not fuck, just macking for a bit?? Well that was my mindset, it was 3am and they looked cute. So finally they sent some shots over to our table and we invited them over. We started talking about blah blah and I hit it off with the cuter one and we started making out, we made out until the exit told us it was 5am and we needed to
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Well…at Alive One I met Batman, we were both pretty loaded and so we made out and I gave him my number and I was completely surprised when I received a call from him exactly three days later…crazy…anyways he asked me out and said that they had a couple of ideas and that he would get back to me. I was impressed; there would be no more back and forth bullshit that I didn’t want to deal with. He called me back and asked me to see an Imax movie…I was stoked. I got all dressed up, completely excited, so he finally arrives and I walk out and he’s waiting outside the car (remember the first time I met him I was hammered, so it’s kinda like going on a blind date that your drunk-self set you up on)..but surprisingly he was cute!
Until…another dude comes out of the front seat and I am kinda stumped…hmph.. I guess Batman invited his friend on his date with me? So…I’m dumb founded because I’m attracted to Batman but a little weirded out that fuckin Robin is riding shotgun….
Anywho-the date is like a normal date except Robin is lingering everywhere we go. Batman even peeped that he had asked his mom to come too but unforunately she couldn’t make it. I’m like shucks…that would of completed this catastrophy im stuck with. He also had a really fidgety problem, all through the movie he was chomping on his gum, shaking his leg, and couldn’t sit still. I didn’t know if he had somesort of coke addiction. So then we couldn’t figure out where to go after the movie was over. We went to a bar and then to Clarks until fucking 3am. Of course, Batman doesn’t drop off stinking Robin until the fucking end when he’s driving me home. I gave him the goodnight kiss ONLY because I was attracted to him! Plus I had already made out with him before and it only made sense. So even though it was strange that he brought his friend, I talked myself out of it to believe that he only wanted his friend there for support or somesort of bullshit.
So I hadn’t been on a date in awhile and I was excited, so he let me know that the next week he was going to a cubs game and that we should chill after the game in Wrigley. And im kinda like…hmm what the fuck? Why not ask me to the fucking game? Anyways I went to the game with my friends because they were playing the Brewers, anyways I was dancing at Cubby Bear and lost my wallet! I didn’t even notice until I went outside to smoke and it was gone! Well Batman happened to stumble upon me at this instance where he was like, “ Where did you put your wallet?” “You lost it?” “You should come to Sluggers after you find it.” And he walked away! I was like, this is unreal. First he fucking brings his dumbass friend on the date to the imax and NEXT he’s gonna ditch out on helping me find my wallet..fucking batman and robin…
-Cheeky
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