poetry smoetry

Twit—

Hitting the scene tonight
            ratio of guys to girls doesn’t look promising.
Ha! Understatement of the century: “you’re life
                       so far seems to revolve around who’s buying
                the next shot”. In the dark
he’s not so bad looking. That I won’t consider
              the plan to leave before last call seems off-putting
to some members of my posse. I have a problem
                            saying no to free alcohol. Is not cool,
this “intervntion” carp in bar. Seems higly irergular
                           that I’m abble to typ when drunk. Is a sign
                         form heaven in a par of levis *drool*
I wnder…

                   What happened last night?