Oy. I need a weekend from last weekend.
It’s safe to say I spent most of it in a drunken stupor. But apparently not as drunk as everyone else, as I had to play referee to Self-Professed-Redneck-and-Homophobe friend and SassyChicklet as they were both eager to pick fights. In keeping with the memory lapses that come with over-indulgence, may I present to you the weekend’s highlights:
- Hooray for my new tennis racquet!
- Feijoada, Caipirinhas, Eddie Baby’s Ribs, Brazilian rice and a gigantic cream puff cake.
- Hanging out with very pregnant Ruthie for a proper reality check.
- Head scratching limerick writing (Nantucket be damned, I wanted to do something along the lines of Rupinder’s Sidewinder but I lost my train of thought.)
- Endless Buttery Nipple shots which resulted in boob grabbing
- Caipiroskis!
- More shots, this time of the green gelatinous variety.
- Sinbad and the midget on the dancefloor
- Booze - Fooz (For once everyone sucked as much as I do at foozball)
- Losing a contact lens and eventually giving in to the perpetual blurry vision.
- Crashing on bunk beds like back in the day.
