San Diego Campaign

This place is way to huge to be conquered in one night. So, over the weeks weve been taking chunks out of it and the end is near. the cities of Chula Vista, Oceanside and Carlsbad have all felt the wrath. National City is coming, as is Irvine. The scene here is definetly Nightowl worthy.

-Chula Vista: Went to a spanish club with my roomate Victor, and our scip scap friend Chapparo. My roomate did most of the conquering in the place, while i was challenged to drink some mexican skank under the table. After thrashing her in a few rounds of screwdriver chugging, she proceded to bust her ass outside while smoking and get us both kicked out for being too drunk.

-Oceanside: Went to a place called Coyote to celebrate Veronica's birthday and pick up chicks. Along with Wilson, Fuhrmann, and Rakestraw (who are all hellacious lushes), we owned the club. some chubby darkness forced me to dig my fingers into her ass, then threatened to kill me 5 minutes later because i discovered her shoes were lifted. Later Fuhrmann and i decided to pick up two girls by telling them i was gay. somehow we pulled it off, and had their drunk asses on us all night.
-sidenote: whatever the fuck it is that i do on a dance floor, i guess people like it. i just thought i looked like a smashed retard

-Carlsbad: This was last night. after pregaming and playing some pool at "pizza, wings 'n things" myself, Victor, Caldwell and Gibs (our swope) went to some fucked up Irish shithole for about 10 minutes. Victor was disgusted by our surroundings, and informed us that we were in southern california, not southern Mississippi, and to G'head and get the fuck away from there. We found a place whose name i dont remember yet, and busted a set of about 8 milfs wide open. The rest of the night went down like a script out of a movie about pickup artists, and I now have a 40 year old booty call named Alison. Vin, you would love these places the most, since they have a semi strict dress code, there wont be any of that Glenburnie shit around.