Pieces is ghetto
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So last night was the Inter-Law School OUTLaw Mixer at Pieces Bar on Christopher Street. Last time we were at Pieces for our own Intra-school OUTLaw Mixer, we got so drunk we sang karaoke versions of SWV and Journey ('Weak' followed by 'Open Arms') at 3:45am and tried to force ourselves on the cute owner who refused (hard to believe, but true). But at least he sent us on our way with a Pieces VIP free drink card.
Undeterred, the next day we spent about 5 hours drafting one of those perfectly constructed, witty, flirty emails you send to a crush in front of whom you were drunk and foolish - (Hope our version of Weak wasnt too weak and We usually have to pay for our Vodka Tonics before class each morning, but thanks to you now we won't have too!), but didnt get a response until 4 days later. FOUR DAYS! And it was one of those emails, of the I am too nice to just ignore you variety. You know of what we speak.
So we were a little hesitant about showing our faces there again, but who are we to refuse free drinks and potential husbands with potential future disposable income. Buuuuut...we drank too many Ruby Red and Sodas and again tried to sing 90s black female trio songs and make out with said cute owner. This time, however, not only were we were sent on our way, but we think our Pieces VIP card was confiscated too.
The saddest part? We are more disheartened about the lost free drinks. You cant satisfy that craving on the internet."
So last night was the Inter-Law School OUTLaw Mixer at Pieces Bar on Christopher Street. Last time we were at Pieces for our own Intra-school OUTLaw Mixer, we got so drunk we sang karaoke versions of SWV and Journey ('Weak' followed by 'Open Arms') at 3:45am and tried to force ourselves on the cute owner who refused (hard to believe, but true). But at least he sent us on our way with a Pieces VIP free drink card.
Undeterred, the next day we spent about 5 hours drafting one of those perfectly constructed, witty, flirty emails you send to a crush in front of whom you were drunk and foolish - (Hope our version of Weak wasnt too weak and We usually have to pay for our Vodka Tonics before class each morning, but thanks to you now we won't have too!), but didnt get a response until 4 days later. FOUR DAYS! And it was one of those emails, of the I am too nice to just ignore you variety. You know of what we speak.
So we were a little hesitant about showing our faces there again, but who are we to refuse free drinks and potential husbands with potential future disposable income. Buuuuut...we drank too many Ruby Red and Sodas and again tried to sing 90s black female trio songs and make out with said cute owner. This time, however, not only were we were sent on our way, but we think our Pieces VIP card was confiscated too.
The saddest part? We are more disheartened about the lost free drinks. You cant satisfy that craving on the internet."
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