my irish cousin and a party bus ride t ithe city

well here is the story of whne my irish cousin decided to visit. the cousin i speak of is john the place he was visiting was boc. the night started out as most in new york do a cold wait on a trendy line to get into an over priced club.

100 dollars later we decided to move to the next spot. we were calling it a night and then toruble rolled up and introduced us to a bachelore and bachelorette party. after talking to these girls for a little we though it would be a good idea if trouble re-intorduced everyone to my irish cousin, john. hes from outside of Dublin

my irish cousin and myself thought it would be a good idea to challenge the ladies we met to a drinining contest and convinced them that they should buy cause it was johns first time in the US

a bunch of lies later the bar was closing and we ended up on the bachelor party bus on our way to down town.

after almost getting into a fight on the bus with the best man my irish cousin and me decided not to head up stairs to this dudes apartment and walked home.

(the previous was written while in the city)