The One-Upper

I HATE this guy!

First, you get to a friend's house party. There are steps you are about to run through that every man does.

1) Find the host. Thank him for the party he is throwing and apologize in advance for the craziness that is about to ensue.

2) Open your second drink (let's be honest. We all know the first drink was the real number 1).

3) Scout the party...Who do you know? Who don't you know? More importantly,are there any girls that you want to know?!?!

Now comes the fun part, you just got into a conversation with a killer story about your drunken escapades at the lake, in the bar, or that time in Europe....whatever. The cute girl across the table giggles and gives you the "tell me another story" eyes, and you are just about to...when out of nowhere "The One-Upper" swoops in with his famous line, "That's nothing!!! This one time I..."(blah...who cares...blah...not nearly as funny as my story) And she actually giggles at that slop he threw out too.....ohhhhh it's on. You pull out your best story from Detroit at the bachelor party with the hobo (top that punkass!!)

"That's nothing...I once saw a hobo making it to third base with a blow up doll on a mountain of crack!! (Bullshit!!) Now....evvvveryone knows he's full of it. Don't be the guy that calls him on it. Just say, "Wow...that's amazing." And go grab another drink...because it's going to be a long night of avoiding THAT GUY.