Who does this?
So all and all the birthday party went VERY well. Out of the night of drunken debouchery, I would like to share a story. This story will in no way epitomizes the party, but I really want to share this.
So when we first arrive at the bar, there are four extrodinarily drunk girls sitting on the couch on our room. The DJ (who had the party hooked up for us) asks if it is cool if they stick around because they seem harmless. Susan and I allow it. They were drunk, no big deal.
Within minutes they earned themselves a oneway ticket to the street.
The drunkest of the lot, too drunk to even sit up remotely straight, does that "come hither" fingure wave to Alan, who happens to have his arms around me at that moment. I look straight at her, at first absolutly appauled. Taken aback! I recompose myself quickly, bent down, and put my hands on her knees (which I doubt had feeling in them). I said politily to her (and I really was polite, which shocked me as the only clear thoughts running through my head were "cut this bitch") "Please don't hit on my boyfriend or any other guy at this party. You are in a private party and are being very rude. Do not force me to kick you and your friends out."
Queen of the sluts retreated her sexual advance as well as her eyeballs into her head.
They left about 30 minutes later. They needed penicillin and CVS was going to close shortly.
So when we first arrive at the bar, there are four extrodinarily drunk girls sitting on the couch on our room. The DJ (who had the party hooked up for us) asks if it is cool if they stick around because they seem harmless. Susan and I allow it. They were drunk, no big deal.
Within minutes they earned themselves a oneway ticket to the street.
The drunkest of the lot, too drunk to even sit up remotely straight, does that "come hither" fingure wave to Alan, who happens to have his arms around me at that moment. I look straight at her, at first absolutly appauled. Taken aback! I recompose myself quickly, bent down, and put my hands on her knees (which I doubt had feeling in them). I said politily to her (and I really was polite, which shocked me as the only clear thoughts running through my head were "cut this bitch") "Please don't hit on my boyfriend or any other guy at this party. You are in a private party and are being very rude. Do not force me to kick you and your friends out."
Queen of the sluts retreated her sexual advance as well as her eyeballs into her head.
They left about 30 minutes later. They needed penicillin and CVS was going to close shortly.