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Monday, August 08, 2005

A Fifth

Oh my God....what a night.

I didn't sober up until almost 3:00 this afternoon...then I realized that my entire body hurt...and I'm covered in weird bruises...including a bruised tailbone...

Then the memories started coming back...

(All the names are changed to protect the not-so-innocent...we were in the "trust tree" so I have to honor that...)

Here's an idea of how my evening went...I started my night with a fifth of Jim Beam...all I had this morning was an empty bottle and some missing flip flops...

This time there was no psycho hillbilly involved...but my night did include: making out with pretty much everyone, doing a lot of body shots, signing over the rights to my boobs, knocking over the beer pyramid, waking up topless, almost falling off the roof, getting a couple of lap dances, carrying the crippled kid down the stairs, a lot of boobs, and Chris in a Wonder Woman outfit...

And to top it all off...I wake up super late this morning...have to drive 90 all the way to Indy barefoot because my sandals are definitely MIA...

1 Comments:

  • At 8/8/05 07:58, Blogger Nathan said…

    You know, it's been a while since I've had an evening quite like that one...

    Scratch that, I've never had an evening quite like that. You win.

     

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