I think some of the best stories are the ones that you don’t really remember until mid-conversation, hours (or days) later.
“Yeah, so we started St. Paddy’s day out at McGees cause it was right near our apartment. Then we went to meet up with Sachin’s girlfriend at some big Irish NYPD party that she knew about. Talk about Irish meatheads and ugly girls! [Not you, Sachin's gf] It was really wierd, but we stuck around for the all-you-can-drink beer. Anyway, when that ended, we all headed down to some other Irish ba……
WAIT A SECOND…..
Was I….yes i think……did I take a bicycle cab there?!?!
To make a long story short, yes I did, and apparently I almost peed on these two girls in the process (note: bicycle cabs are SLOW):
[Update: Sachin's girlfriend's name is Anushka. Yes I got yelled at.]
