When guys and girls grab a case of beer, shit can go down. I’ll be the first to admit that I drink more than your average chud. But even though I drink a lot, I’ve been told that I’m pretty much the same dude with or without alcohol. Unfortunately though, this isn’t the case for everyone. Alcohol changes a lot of people for better or worse. In this article I’m going to run through the differences between girls and guys when alcohol is thrown into the mix.
Liquid Hero
This self-proclaimed tough guy at the bar is going to lose his shit after 4 or 5 beers. He’s the type of dude that goes out with a chip on his shoulder looking for a fight because his ex-girlfriend (of three girlfriends ago) is talking to another guy. This dude has no fucking logic whatsoever and he’ll use any excuse he can to fight. If he wasn’t enough of a chud before then he will be when he spills his beer and calls it your fault.
Bros At The Bar
No matter where you go you’ll find bros at the bar. I shouldn’t have to go into it but they’re the frosted tip, pink shirt, popped collar, shell necklace sort of tools. They storm the bar like an ass fucking conga line for idiots looking for pussy, but don’t mind when they leave the bar to go home and suck dick. If you can’t pick out a bro by his sense of style then you’ll surely be able to recognize one when he call for jaggerbombs or SHOTS!
Drunk Love
The greasy fucking spick at the bar who’s always grinding up on birds and getting more than a bit too close. I get that alcohol removes a lot of inhibitions and eliminates some personal boundaries but there’s a fucking limit here. Some of the shit I see going down is borderline rape.
Team Drunk Love
The couple that goes out to the bar together and can’t bare to let their baby boy or girl out of sight. They hold each other all night at the bar like an abused puppy who’s befriended a broken furby. This whole situation begs the question of why they just didn’t stay home in the first place. When I’m scoping broads at the bar I don’t need to see people in love, that’s not what going to the bar is all about.
Bar Star
This bitch is done up to the 9’s with fake fucking everything. Her nails match her toes and everything in between is probably made of the same kind of plastic. She never pays for drinks because Bro’s and Mr. Drunk Love (see above) are more than willing to do anything they can for her. She’d probably fit best on an episode of Jersey Shore selling t-shirts and then getting fired, because as her looks suggest, she can’t do anything right.
Gina’s and Guidettes
My fucking lord, I don’t think there’s anything I hate more. I can’t stand their fucking high heels or their stupid club shirts or even their dumbass boyfriends. Fortunately I don’t frequent the same sorts of bars that these people do. These are the girls that hog all the cabs on a Saturday night because they can’t walk half a block in their fucking high shoes. If you can imagine how much time they spent getting ready and then subtract how much time they actually spend looking good at the bar you’d end up with a negative number and you’d probably feel dumber for having thought about it in the first place. No amount of alcohol can make a Guidette look good because this type of girl doesn’t come with a mute button.
Big Girls At The Bar
Big Girls are probably your best bet at the bar if you’re looking to have a good time. They’re usually rad as fuck and a lot of the time they have good stories to tell. Often they can drink more than your average girl and there’s always a chance that if you get drink enough, you’ll be in the right sort of state to take them home for some fun.
Average Broads
Plain and simple, average girls are the ones that look the best at the bar. They’re well put together and not looking for anything out of the ordinary. They genuinely look like they’re having a good time and that ups their attraction factor. Sure they might get bombed as tits the odd time – we’ve all seen the hog stumbling down the road with no shoes on – but they’re the ones you can take home to mom. But ladies, please try to keep quiet at 4 in the morning when your friend is walking away with some dude from the bar. Nobody likes a loud mouth and nobody likes a gamekiller.