First, every night I’ve gone to Gypsy has been a lot of fun except for that one night where I struck out something like 10 straight times, with five girls telling me don’t bother because I’m too fat (I blame the fact that I shaved and that brings out the double chin). The girls are always hot and we almost always have a great time.

What’s even cooler about it is that the bouncers have seen Brandon & I enough that they have decided to just start waving us in and don’t even bother carding us anymore. The odd thing about this is that I’ve been kicked out of this club twice already and both times I turned into angry Dave and starting yelling “I’m going to fucking kill you!” repeatedly to the bouncer and had to be pulled away. Despite this, we’re getting VIP treatment now. I really love Boston.

My pimp factor was particularly high last night because my girl Erica (a one time Babe of the Week) and her insanely hot model friend Karlelisa came out so I spent most of the night surrounded by two of the hottest girls in the club. And even though I didn’t spend much time hitting on girls because I was with them, it’s like I told Erica –it’s all about making me look like a pimp. The other girls there surely noticed me with them and subsequently had to assume that there must be something special about me so they’ll undoubtedly be interested and take notice if they ever see me out in the future without the hot girls.

If that wasn’t enough, when Brandon was hitting on this group of girls on the dance floor one of them noticed me and asked if my name was Dave. It turned out that it was this girl Emilee that I used to be really great friends with via Myspace. We actually had a huge falling out back in the day and stopped being friends, so much so that when I texted her to let her know I was moving to Boston, she responded by saying that she hoped my plane would crash and I would die.

I was half scared that she was gonna hit me with a right cross, but it turned out that she was excited to see me and we pretty much mended things. She was looking really fucking hot, too, so once again it was a huge plus for the night. She’s always been hot, but last night she was looking like a solid 10.

I started goofing off pretty hardcore later and had two huge groups of hot girls laughing their asses off, but didn’t bother talking to them because I knew I was too drunk to properly game so I figured I’d just leave it at that and hope they’d remember me in the future. Considering we tend to see people out more than once, the chances are pretty good of that happening.

All-in-all it was an amazing night but the angry Dave came out again at one point because some dude pissed me the fuck off. It took all my will power to keep from knocking his ass out and I instead just punched the bar a couple of times and cut up my knuckle pretty bad. I took this as a sign that I needed to call it a night and decided to take off.