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Ok, so I will attempt "Nitty Gritty".
This weekend was interesting. Me and my boyfriend were kinda 'battling' it out for the past few days but we worked out some issues before the big Halloween party on Saturday. I bought an $80.00 costume from the Stag Shop. It is a Mountie. Let me tell you, in Paisley (farm country) NOBODY dressed quite like I did. They all had on your usual halloween costumes like Raggedy Ann, Angel, Devil, Cowgirl, Ghost...etc. And they also did NOT show cleavage/legs/SKIN. It was also a birthday party for my boyfriends friends girlfriends step dad. wow... Anyway so we got there at like 6:00 after a long ass drive and they had to get the birthday boy out of the house to decorate. So they sent him and a few of the guys that had already showed up to someones house for some drinks. Now, I don't know anyone there so I hoped I would be going with my boyfriend to this persons house, but no. The mother was all like "Ashley, would you mind staying to help put up decorations? No, you won't mind, Thanks! :)" I was like "WTF". But then I said "Ok no problem". So everyone left except me, the mother and her daughter (who is my boyfriends friends girlfriend). Patti(mother) told me to go put my costume on and I was all hesitant but did it anyway. I walked out of the room and she was all flabbergasted. She didnt know what to say! It was actually really embarassing. Then some guy with a mohawk showed up and she was like "KYLE COME SEE THIS COSTUME" And I ran into the room to hide but she was like searching for me and I felt bad so I came out of the room and he had this stunned face. His eyes were bigger then my boobs.
So anyway the night went on and I decorated and more people showed up. I became the 'music changer' after a few hours. One of the "pimps" there asked me to go out to my boyfriends van to get CD's but it was soooo cold, maybe it wasn't, but with what I was wearing it was. So I took his fur and went to get them. Then when I got back in and put them on they didnt like the music. So it was a waste. But I was all happy to get the fur and I kept it on most of the night cause no one was showing up with anything sluttier then my costume. BTW, my boyfriend was still GONE and many men were 'talking' to me. Finally when he did come back this one guy, I think his name was Tanner, kept saying in a drunken slurr "HEY MEXICAN I AM HITTIN ON YOUR GIRRLLL. I GOT YOUR GIIIRRLLL LITTLE MEXICAN AHAHAHA." He was all worried and came over to me and was like "oh you changed already........." Oh yea but before that I took off the fur and some lady said LOUDLY over the music "SHE CAME OUT OF HER SHELL" and everyone was looking at me. The girls hated me but the guys loved me. So I was pretty much the life of the party.
It was pretty funny at one point. Alisha told her dad to come upstaris to look at my boyfriends costume and when she said "Dad, do you like THAT costume?" He looked at me and was like "YEAAAAH" and then I said "Not mine, his" and pointed at my bf and he was like "Why the hell am I going to look at him when I can look at you?!" It was kinda embarassing. THEN at the end of the night the guy with the mohawk left to go home but he was drunk and he was driving on the wrong side of the road with his head hanging out the window cause they were fogged up and some cop saw him so he turned around and sped back to the house and ran inside! HAHAHA then he ran downstairs and looked around and ran to the hot tub and threw his keys in then covered it. It was hilarious. The cops decided to patrol around the house for the next 3 hours.
So we needed somewhere to sleep and someone blew up an air mattress for us. But then we couldnt get to bed cause people kept coming upstairs looking for the "mount-me". At one point we had two guys sitting on the couch beside us just staring and the one guys WIFE came upstairs and was all pissed off cause the lights were out. So she turned then on to see me and my boyfriend in bed and her husband sitting there watching us. Lemme tell ya, she can YELL. At some point we managed to sleep. But then at frikkin 8 in the morning people started waking up and migrating to the living room where we were sleeping. It turned into another drinking fest while I was like groggy and stuff. But it was fun.
I like Paisley.