with a little help from my friends
lets see. my weekend involved drinking, to be sure. it also involved lots of drinking. the weekend was spent somewhere in, on, or around ludlow, vt.
there was also good food, good conversation, good costumes, good games, good music, good laughter, good reading, good weather, and good fresh air. i’ll be honest, there was also good sex. good sex as in it happened in, on, or around a bathroom floor, toilet, tub, sink, and primarily the bathroom door. but since i wasn’t the one actually experiencing the good sex i can only imagine this.
lots of friends, lots of good times, lots of good one-liners that had me cracked:
“suck on the tongue till i say stop”
“if you want i can drop my pants and you can smell my underwear instead of hers”
“i’m not sure i prepared for underwear sniffing tonight”
“this beer smells funny..........but damn is it good”
“i just remember being propped up on a fence and getting chowed..........and that was good”
“you know when you’ve just shit and you don’t get a clean sweep on the first try?”
“she’s not going to come over with her shirt full of boob again if you keep that up.”
“frig, i’m never falling asleep. they need to make a counteractive redbull...........like, deadbull.”
during the beatles costume theme night i may have seen the following cast of characters:
lovely rita meter maid (and boy was she lovely)
lucy in the sky with diamonds, at least 3 of them (just as lovely as rita)
lion (i think the lion ate the eggman, the piggies, and the blackbird, because i never saw them)
a walrus (and a very horny walrus at that)
a rich man with a bag of money (and baby he was rich. he lost the bag of money though, to bad he keeps all his money in the brown bag)
maxwell and his silver hammer (myself)
some norwegian wood (eyelashes = cool, the green skin = scary)
father mckenzie (nobody heard his sermon)
octopus (he got naughty with those tentacles)
nowhere man (never actually saw him)
the theme for truth or dare was naked. also, apparently i was the only one that didn’t get the memo about not wearing any underwear on sunday night. i soon realized myself and one other person were the only ones wearing underwear that night. that makes 2 of 20 people wearing underwear..........impossible odds realized.
a sampling would include -
a man hunting/gathering leaves. then eating the leaves. all while wearing the tightest underwear you could ever imagine, with someone’s thong worn over the underwear.
the singing of the national anthem, with no pants/no underwear.
person we all (apparently) wanted/needed to see naked most: merkle you silly thing you.
there was also good food, good conversation, good costumes, good games, good music, good laughter, good reading, good weather, and good fresh air. i’ll be honest, there was also good sex. good sex as in it happened in, on, or around a bathroom floor, toilet, tub, sink, and primarily the bathroom door. but since i wasn’t the one actually experiencing the good sex i can only imagine this.
lots of friends, lots of good times, lots of good one-liners that had me cracked:
“suck on the tongue till i say stop”
“if you want i can drop my pants and you can smell my underwear instead of hers”
“i’m not sure i prepared for underwear sniffing tonight”
“this beer smells funny..........but damn is it good”
“i just remember being propped up on a fence and getting chowed..........and that was good”
“you know when you’ve just shit and you don’t get a clean sweep on the first try?”
“she’s not going to come over with her shirt full of boob again if you keep that up.”
“frig, i’m never falling asleep. they need to make a counteractive redbull...........like, deadbull.”
during the beatles costume theme night i may have seen the following cast of characters:
lovely rita meter maid (and boy was she lovely)
lucy in the sky with diamonds, at least 3 of them (just as lovely as rita)
lion (i think the lion ate the eggman, the piggies, and the blackbird, because i never saw them)
a walrus (and a very horny walrus at that)
a rich man with a bag of money (and baby he was rich. he lost the bag of money though, to bad he keeps all his money in the brown bag)
maxwell and his silver hammer (myself)
some norwegian wood (eyelashes = cool, the green skin = scary)
father mckenzie (nobody heard his sermon)
octopus (he got naughty with those tentacles)
nowhere man (never actually saw him)
the theme for truth or dare was naked. also, apparently i was the only one that didn’t get the memo about not wearing any underwear on sunday night. i soon realized myself and one other person were the only ones wearing underwear that night. that makes 2 of 20 people wearing underwear..........impossible odds realized.
a sampling would include -
a man hunting/gathering leaves. then eating the leaves. all while wearing the tightest underwear you could ever imagine, with someone’s thong worn over the underwear.
the singing of the national anthem, with no pants/no underwear.
person we all (apparently) wanted/needed to see naked most: merkle you silly thing you.
thrown together by raz at 2:43 PM
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