my awkward office party.

Dec 11, 2005 03:59

i have a rubber chicken in my pocket.
i baked hundreds of lopsided cookies.
a girl walked into a glass door, leaving a smudge in the shape of her face.
i invented the signature party drink "the cosby."
i found a mustache in the sink. and on the mirror. and on a framed picture.
[there were inhaled mustaches. for reals.]
there was a fight with giant candy canes.
"if you were going to make out with any girl in superb who would it be?"
mad apples to apples.
four human-sized garbage bags, filled.
the booby mug, with a nipple you can actually drink out of.
"let's feed each other chocolate pudding!"
"oh freyan, i chose you to be in my threesome!"
someone sits on a chair. six people pick up the chair.
eat the goddamn olives.
an intense, 15-minute conversation about flossing.
by the way, my friends were all groupies of yours in high school. which highschool? castilleja...
who said that? who said that? that's RIGHT, doug said it. on the count of three...

sweaters with spangles, sweaters with reindeer, sweaters with tassels...

the non-denominational sweater party was, without a doubt, the best party i have ever been to, let alone thrown.
and i think it has a very good chance at being one of the best nights i have ever had.
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