Last night was pretty special. Not only was it in celebration of my dear friend and former Babe of the Week Erica Ramos’ birthday, but it marked my first night of going out since moving to the city of Boston. Plus, it also turned out to be the first time I got kicked out of a club in this city (it won’t be the last, I’m certain)!

The night started out strong even before we got to the club as The “T” was overflowing with hot bangable chickies. There were at least a dozen on the train ride over to the Boylston stop that I would’ve loved to bring home and sexually scar for life as tends to happen when I hook up with the female types.

Brandon and I got to The Estate early to avoid any trouble getting in and it was practically empty with the exception of the bouncers and the insanely hot bartenders. However, things picked up quickly and throngs of hot bitches worthy of getting my baby batter splattered over their faces started rolling in. I just knew the night would be a blast when a couple of already shit-faced girls bit it when attempting to get onto the dance floor.

In between Jager shots and Erica’s arrival with her hot friends, I even gave some soon-to-be married chick a piggyback ride to the bar so she could knock that off her checklist of things to do. Some girl even decided to flash me her titties in the hallway leading to the bathrooms. Everything’s a bit foggy after that, however. I do remember the birthday girl’s arrival and the subsequent partying with her group, but shit’s fuzzy as hell. I don’t recall doing anything wrong — except being extremely shit-faced and having issues with walking straight — but I ended up having to be escorted out of the club. It was fun times for all.