Anyway, some highlights:
MoElle was reunited. My face hurt all weekend from laughing.
Ashley was there! And she lives in my town! So there will be more Ashley! Yay
A non-highlight? How about our dinner Saturday night. 45 minutes to get our meals. And our waitress? The one with pigtail braids and and knee high tights? She was SITTING IN THE KITCHEN DOING NOTHING. Hi, I could see you, Pipi. And when we finally asked the manager about it? "Well, the grill is backed up."
Oh. The grill. Is backed up. OK?
The rest of Saturday was great. Dancing, dancing, dancing! But people, I have to tell you, that
THIS:
Quite possibly the scariest thing I have ever seen. That's right, she has climbed him like a ladder. He is trying not to fall over. I wish I could sure you how she was molesting the floor (numerous times during the night) and other patrons of the bar, but this is not that kind of website
And now some rules for all the men that frequent these establishments:
1. We do not want your business all up in our business. Your crotch is not welcome near our fronts, our backs or our sides. In fact, your crotch in not welcome in a 10-foot radius around us.
2. When you enter said radius with said crotch and attempt to bump and grind on my friend, I will grab her and start dancing with her elsewhere. This is not an invitation for you to join. This is especially not an invitation for you to aim your crotch at me. WE DO NOT LIKE YOUR CROTCH.
3. Pinching my butt when I am taking a picture is not OK. I do not know you. I do not want to know you. My butt is not for you to pinch. You are banished to outside the radius as well.
Learn these rules and a woman might actually dance with you!
So all in all, a great weekend. Too much money was spent, not enough sleep was had, and it was fantastic.
I can't wait to do it again.
1 comment:
love it. that girl was dropping like it was hot all night long.
ps. i've always loved the name molly....BANANAS :) muah*
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