The Newest Drinking Game in New Orleans

Ok I know Brangelina moved in a while ago but living across the street just keeps getting better and better.

About a week ago, I am lying in bed, it’s 2am, I hear a gaggle of girls;

“You do it…” *giggles*
“No, you do it…” *giggles*

“BRAD!!” *giggles* (the patter of feet on sidewalk) “Oh, my God” *giggles*

then again at about 3:30am;
*giggles*
“I can’t believe I’m doing this” *giggles*

“BRAD!!!” *giggles* (feet hitting sidewalk as giggles fade)

Once again at about 4:45am;

“Ready??” *giggles*
(altogether now) “1,2,3…BRAD” *giggles, giggles, giggles* (they all turn and run toward Decatur)

This has happened a few times in the past few weeks all girls until last night:

3am
*manly chuckles*
“Angie, I Love You!!!” *chuckles*
“I can’t believe you did that” *chuckles*
“Oh my God, man.” *chuckles*
“Shut up, man” (chuckles fade as they head back down the sidewalk)

You gotta love it

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6 Comments so far

  1. Craig (unregistered) March 5th, 2007 7:20 am

    Indeed one of the good/bad things about this city is the very, very close proximity to all the goings-on outside.

    For example — if a couple gets into an argument on the banquette outside my house, they are yelling at each other literally six feet from where I might be sitting and writing this entry. The only thing separating us is the exterior wall of the house (with window, allowing me to get a close-up look at their screaming faces).

    Part of me loves this. But another part of me isn’t too wild about what can be some noisy nights if a lot of folks happen to be outside. I imagine it’s indeed weird to live across the street from some A-list stars. We’re down the street from Nick Cage, but it’s 3-4 blocks the other side of Magazine and in pretty much another world.

  2. Chris Martel (unregistered) March 5th, 2007 8:54 am

    I don’t know what’s worse to be woken up by; drunken sorority girls, or feral cats having sex under my house. Saturday night I was woken up by the latter several times, it made me want to purchase a rifle.

  3. ashley (unregistered) March 6th, 2007 1:43 pm

    Just be happy, be very happy, you aren’t awakened by feral drunken sorority girls having sex under your house.

  4. Rayna (unregistered) March 6th, 2007 4:11 pm

    If I were woken up by drunken sorority girls having sex under my house I would be outside in a heartbeat to watch that show.

    Hello Free Real Life Porn!

  5. ~d (unregistered) March 7th, 2007 6:22 pm

    How about a drunk sorority girl NAMED Kat having feral sex under your house?

  6. Rayna (unregistered) March 8th, 2007 9:34 pm

    I’ve never heard of feral sex before but it sound dirty.


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