I went up to portland recently with one of the bartenders named Chime I work with. We were only going to stay for the night then make the trek back home in the morning, but as always something happens and all plans become fucked.
We brought a 5th of Stoli Vodka from the bar, split it between us, stopped by the Plaid pantry and picked up 2 zima xxx's drank it and rocked it to downtown. Our first stop was to Dante's a venue/bar, I bought Chime and myself 2 shots of Milargo, he bought us two shots of Yager. We left and ditched his girlfriend and her friends. We stopped by this juice bar which is basically a strip club w/out alcohol(lame)---we tipped this dreddy stripper like 30 ones and then left to some pub down the stree, on the way to the pub a homeless man asked me for change, I was feeling generous(or drunk) so I decided to give him one whole dollar. At this point before giving that one dollar to the homeless, I had 102 dollars to last me until I came back into town the next day.
We get to this pub and I rock a manhattan with extra bitters and two cherry's(one to eat right away, save the other cherry soak up the booze), Chime drinks a Double screwdriver---When we begin to drink cocktails, we begen a a party that won't stop, or at least I was hoping that would happen. We leave this pub and make our way to Mary's strip joint(best strip club in portland besides Union Jacks). On the way to mary's we see the homeless man from earlier but with a friend know. They both ask me for a dollar, I tell the first homeless man I already gave him one, he tells me that I didn't---Then his friend ask's for a dollar. I tell the both of them to have a good night and throw two dollars to the second homeless man out of spite for the first homeless man. All of a sudden the homeless man starts to give me a big hug, he starts shaking my hand and thanking me.