Last Saturday
I start to readin' my book. I get about 70 or so pages into it. I intend not to go to the bonfire after all, as I need to study and am kinda not in the mood. However, I am prevailed upon by so-called friends to go.
And so I do.
We go to Adrians, see bunches of people, finally meet the other Brian, eat some ribs. Adrian, you make some damn fine barbecue. Tommy, you make some damn slightly below average mashed potatoes. I kid. More just not in the mood for them at the time. The cheese dip was good.
Final Food Rating
4/5 Luvin' sheeps
BonFIYER!
So it's bonfire time. Not a lot to talk about actually. It was cold, there was sea foam, a fire, and a camera to be used for blackmail. Jason and Adrian played with the flame swords, dammit!
Oh, and yes, I can indeed drop it like it is hot. I apologize for any inconveniences that may have arisen from swooning for you ladies that were there.
Angela, your Pony is awesome but I cannot handle the awesomeness, I am sorry. My ken is limited to dropping hotness. Perhaps with training I could cope with the power.
Then there was the group hug. Nathan, all apologies, I seriously thought that was your back and not your ass. Congratulations to Tommy for the Most Felt Upon Penis Award.
It came time to leave, and I departed with Amanda and David. Apparently a Farewell Boob Inspection became necessary. Mistie's boob jiggled nice. So did yours, David.
We get back, I go to bed shortly. I actually was kinda bored at the bonfire and regretted it a little, but only a little.
Well, maybe the book will be a quick read. Just gotta do it tomorrow.
And so I do.
We go to Adrians, see bunches of people, finally meet the other Brian, eat some ribs. Adrian, you make some damn fine barbecue. Tommy, you make some damn slightly below average mashed potatoes. I kid. More just not in the mood for them at the time. The cheese dip was good.
Final Food Rating
4/5 Luvin' sheeps
BonFIYER!
So it's bonfire time. Not a lot to talk about actually. It was cold, there was sea foam, a fire, and a camera to be used for blackmail. Jason and Adrian played with the flame swords, dammit!
Oh, and yes, I can indeed drop it like it is hot. I apologize for any inconveniences that may have arisen from swooning for you ladies that were there.
Angela, your Pony is awesome but I cannot handle the awesomeness, I am sorry. My ken is limited to dropping hotness. Perhaps with training I could cope with the power.
Then there was the group hug. Nathan, all apologies, I seriously thought that was your back and not your ass. Congratulations to Tommy for the Most Felt Upon Penis Award.
It came time to leave, and I departed with Amanda and David. Apparently a Farewell Boob Inspection became necessary. Mistie's boob jiggled nice. So did yours, David.
We get back, I go to bed shortly. I actually was kinda bored at the bonfire and regretted it a little, but only a little.
Well, maybe the book will be a quick read. Just gotta do it tomorrow.