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Tuesday, April 03, 2007
Flashy Beads
So, Len came up Sat night. I decided that since I might not be here to celebrate my birthday with her that I would celebrate a week early.
Oh. My. God. I had so much fun and I can barely remember it. There was Mardis Gras beads, speaker dancing and tons of booze. I remember drinking at the bar but not paying for anything, yet I still came home with no money.
I was doing some sort of acrobatics on the speakers while hanging on to poles above and beside me. Honestly with the amount of liquor in me, I’m pretty surprised that I didn’t fall off and brain myself. I still can’t explain the scratched and bruised knee. Perhaps the two are related.
I only flashed my boobs once, for the bouncer to get his beads. I ended up with a whole lot of beads by nights end but I can only remember flashing that one time. Seriously. Because I remembered how hard it was to get my boobs out of that halter top the first time and I wasn’t about to do it again.
Before we went out, I was playing with the Wii Blake and Len brought up with them. I totally need to get one of those. I sucked at boxing and I didn’t care, I was having too much fun swinging my arms around like rabid monkey swatting at an invisible bee. At least in my drunken state, I didn’t break my TV with the controller.
Oh. My. God. I had so much fun and I can barely remember it. There was Mardis Gras beads, speaker dancing and tons of booze. I remember drinking at the bar but not paying for anything, yet I still came home with no money.
I was doing some sort of acrobatics on the speakers while hanging on to poles above and beside me. Honestly with the amount of liquor in me, I’m pretty surprised that I didn’t fall off and brain myself. I still can’t explain the scratched and bruised knee. Perhaps the two are related.
I only flashed my boobs once, for the bouncer to get his beads. I ended up with a whole lot of beads by nights end but I can only remember flashing that one time. Seriously. Because I remembered how hard it was to get my boobs out of that halter top the first time and I wasn’t about to do it again.
Before we went out, I was playing with the Wii Blake and Len brought up with them. I totally need to get one of those. I sucked at boxing and I didn’t care, I was having too much fun swinging my arms around like rabid monkey swatting at an invisible bee. At least in my drunken state, I didn’t break my TV with the controller.
Labels: Drinking
posted by LadyLipgloss at 5:18 PM
7 Comments:
the wii if fucking wicked! There needs to be a beads/boob flashing/mardi gras game though.
All I can say is that Mardi Gras, beads and me would be a baaaadddd combo. Enough said.
Good Lord, what the hell did your parents raise, a family of flashers? I don't know about the two of you - some fun girls is all I gotta say!
How bad did your head hurt the next day?
OK my bladder is not strong enough to be reading your blog and your classy sisters'. Oh and in case your wondering, flashing in Subway doesn't earn you beads or even a free sub..just stares.
The good ol' days, I could whip mine out too. I don't think flashing them now intentionally would be sooooo good. The ol' girls just don't have the same perk as they used too.
OMG - Drunk Wii playing! That would of been a blast. I can just see Mel boxing liquored up!
Amy, your words of wisdom are mind-blowing. Then again, maybe you're just doing it wrong ;)
That sounds like quite a night!!! No way would I have flashed anything I've got...gravity has won the battle but kudos to you for having the gutts!!!
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