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Sarah, Amy, Adrianne, and Kami
This past weekend I was in Dallas with these ladies and one gentleman (not pictured) to plan our ten year high school reunion. Guess how long we spent on the planning…..probably 45 min. We spent most of our time drinking, playing “catch phrase”, recovering from drinking, and eating snicker doodles. Saturday night, we went to the village area of Dallas a.k.a. "the gay district". We started out at “JR’s bar and grill”. Yea, gay people have a different idea all together of what a bar and grill is. It was more like a club. After that, we went to “Hunks” hamburgers for a bite. Next, we took our tipsy asses over to the gay country and western bar. Here is a list of things in relation to that place:
1.The ladies bathroom had no doors on the stalls.
2.I got fifty million compliments on my hat (that I wore in an attempt at paying homage to the drag queens)
3.I danced with a gay man to the cotton-eye joe.
4.Somebody broke a beer bottle and it was blamed on me
5.This guy popped my back
6.I got another fifty million compliments on my cool bag (you know, the shimmery one
7.I met Amy’s gay friend Pete. He was yummy
8.We made friends with a bunch of gay cowboys
9.Everyone tried on my hat
then we went to the next bar ,“S4” I think, where the following things took place:
1.See items 2 and 6 of the previous list
2I danced with Clint and my bag opened up spilling all of its contents on the floor along with my “emergency tampon”. Let me tell ya, dropping a tampon on the dance floor in the midst of hundreds of gay men is like dropping a grenade.
3.I took my shoes off (a true sign that I was DRUNK)
4.I danced in the middle of hundreds of shirtless gay men and every single one of them had the physique required to be shirtless
5.I accidentally knocked one of Clint’s contacts out
6.I drunk dialed Colin on the way home and I think I called him a pussy
This past weekend I was in Dallas with these ladies and one gentleman (not pictured) to plan our ten year high school reunion. Guess how long we spent on the planning…..probably 45 min. We spent most of our time drinking, playing “catch phrase”, recovering from drinking, and eating snicker doodles. Saturday night, we went to the village area of Dallas a.k.a. "the gay district". We started out at “JR’s bar and grill”. Yea, gay people have a different idea all together of what a bar and grill is. It was more like a club. After that, we went to “Hunks” hamburgers for a bite. Next, we took our tipsy asses over to the gay country and western bar. Here is a list of things in relation to that place:
1.The ladies bathroom had no doors on the stalls.
2.I got fifty million compliments on my hat (that I wore in an attempt at paying homage to the drag queens)
3.I danced with a gay man to the cotton-eye joe.
4.Somebody broke a beer bottle and it was blamed on me
5.This guy popped my back
6.I got another fifty million compliments on my cool bag (you know, the shimmery one
7.I met Amy’s gay friend Pete. He was yummy
8.We made friends with a bunch of gay cowboys
9.Everyone tried on my hat
then we went to the next bar ,“S4” I think, where the following things took place:
1.See items 2 and 6 of the previous list
2I danced with Clint and my bag opened up spilling all of its contents on the floor along with my “emergency tampon”. Let me tell ya, dropping a tampon on the dance floor in the midst of hundreds of gay men is like dropping a grenade.
3.I took my shoes off (a true sign that I was DRUNK)
4.I danced in the middle of hundreds of shirtless gay men and every single one of them had the physique required to be shirtless
5.I accidentally knocked one of Clint’s contacts out
6.I drunk dialed Colin on the way home and I think I called him a pussy
4 Comments:
I brought my camera with me, but when we got to the village I realized that it was out of battery power. SON OF A!!! I would have had some good pics. DAMN!
You all looked adorable! I can't wait to hear all about it! On a non-related note, what is the status of your dog? -Rach
Rachel, we had a blast! As for the puppy.....I am not going to get it. Clint has fallen deeply in love with his pups and can't part with any of them. I don't blame him.
Colin, I remember part of that. HAHAHAHA, I am pretty funny. Sorry about the titty baby reference though.....kinda crude.
oh, remember when you cried?
yeah... well now I am.
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