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Things never go as planned.  And, of course, with my luck the worst will happen.  Even when I’m lucky I’m just setting myself up for the inevitable fall.

Like here’s a perfect example.  I have this girl that I was dating who’s all pissed off at me.  I think it’s because I slept with one of her friends.  It was only a mistake I try to tell her.  Just one of those innocent little things that sometime happen.

Here’s how it all went down.  I meet two different girls at two different places and I score with the both of them.  So here I was feeling pretty good about myself.  I’m like, Yeah man, I am the man.  I’m some kind of great studhorse.  Like, God I am on a fucking roll. I’m born to be wild.

But it turns out that they know each other and they do talk.  So now neither of them will even return my calls.  Talk about your bad luck here.  Who would have known?  Two one night stands hook up and trade notes and form a pact.

So now the stud has been shot down in flames.  I went from two for two to nada in a mere 72 hours.  And people always want to know why I drink so much.  I sit here alone with a beer and don’t know why the Hell they even have to ask.