Next thing you know, he saw me with a Guiness....and the rest is all history, kidding.
See I told you....
Apparently, I just kept drinking...
Next thing I know this "jackass" turns out to be the guy I already volunteered to wake up at the crack of dawn to bring to the Boston Airport 4 hours away, after drinking all this Guiness.
So we partied, we laughed, we kissed and we couldn't leave each others side. But most importantly that day, we celebrated the marriage of our two best friends.
So I very nicely woke up at maybe 4:00am after going to bed not much prior to drive John to Boston, but truthfully it was the quickest 4 hours of my life. Hungover and tired we had some of the most incredible conversation, suddenly he was a slightly more intelligent "jackass". When we got to Boston, I didn't want him to open his door, I didn't want him to get out of my car, but of course he had to...no kisses exchanged, no numbers asked, I just simply let him get on plane back to Denver. I knew deep down that it wasn't the end, but neither one us knew it'd get us to where we are now.

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