Aug 18, 2011|
While I was window shopping, I grabbed my boyfriend by the balls to get his attention, but turned out it was a stranger.
I tried 95-degree Russian vodka in an underground pub in London and swam in my own puke 15 minutes after that. I definitely don’t advocate it, especially after beers, whisky and some cocktails. It felt like someone hit my neck with a baseball bat.
I took someone’s motorcycle back home because I thought it was mine. It turned out to be a pregnant woman’s motorcycle. When I went back, the women came with the police. Apparently my key works with every motorcycle.
Does trying to lick my elbow count? It’s pretty dumb, especially because I was doing that to impress a guy I liked. Why didn’t anyone tell me that trying to lick your elbow isn’t attractive at all?
I drank my own cigarette ash, once. I was talking to a guy I liked and was a bit nervous so I took a drink of my beer, not remembering that I had been ashing my cigarette in it. I had two options: spit it out in front of him or play it cool. So I swallowed it.
I missed my plane back to California because I was stuck in jail in Brooklyn. [BK asked what he was in for, but he wouldn’t say.]