re: Tiger Tales: True Confessions, Brushes With Fame & Infamous Tiger Escapades!

Me and all the other young professionals hit the happy hours after work every day. The night before, some bar with a mexican name (no clue what it was) not far from dupont circle had a cheap margarita/corona night. I had way too many.

Walked a beautiful indian girl home that I worked with. We had serious chemistry for weeks. She was totally hot for me, but I was not indian and she came from a very conservative/traditional indian family. So I went back to the place I was staying at and made out with a gorgeous persian girl instead. Nothing hotter than a woman speaking farsi. She taught me several things as that summer went on.

Anyway, I just went to work the next day and had to go to the pentagon. You know the rest. Went home after the puking incident.

Also, if anyone cares, philipino women don't have body hair....anywhere other than their head. One of the more amazing things I learned in DC.