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Dolly Parton

It is a proven fact, and I can say this because I have officialy done the research, that when you are the designated driver (ie no more than a few drinks and none after 10 p.m.) that it takes twice as long to get to 2 a.m., and 2 a.m. is MUCH later than usual.
Don't get me wrong, I had a blast dressed up as Dolly Parton. Blonde wig, tight jeans, high boots, significant clevage, got to budge in the karaoke line quite a few times....but there's something about sloppy, icky, drunk boys who think they're really hot getting all up on you that's different when you're not also sloppy drunk. Something, well, rather creepy. Something that makes me take a shower when I get home instead of clumsily falling into bed half clothed and waking up at 10 the next morning wondering what the hell that smell is then realizing it's me.
I am all about being the dd once in a while....(and as Dolly, I get to be DD :)), and I really did have a blast with my pregnant nun friend and her priest boyfriend and my other pirate friend and her flasher boyfriend....and I had an even bigger blast singing karaoke and knowing I was actually on key (because I was sober enough to hear myself).
And to end my wonderful night, I know everyone got home safe and sound, and I was left with the words ringing from the one not sloppy icky boy at the bar "Trish made me forget everything I believe in tonight....damn" ohhh those words boost my self esteem like no one could ever understand. :)
Alas, I bid thee farewell.

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  1. AnonymousNovember 8, 2009 at 8:38 PM

    it's things like this that make me miss you so much and i just saw you--and got fed to the point of near explosion by you--three weeks ago.

    i can't wait to see you at christmas...hopefully we can get some beers and just chill at some point and/or gut really drunk and break into the elementary school to raid the underground bunker of clothes and props for the plays...either way.

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  2. AnonymousNovember 8, 2009 at 8:39 PM

    ...and by "gut really drunk" I'm pretty sure I mean, "get" really drunk...but what do I know about words.

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