Now, for those of you who know me and know me well, you know that a chicken shit, I am not. So, I must be off my game, as I was seriously nervous. I don’t generally believe in leagues or things of that nature, but this was one good looking man and I think I was more scared of what I was going to do if he came over rather than if he wasn’t interested. Turns out that he had a girlfriend. :( Oh well. Also turned out that his friend was interested. So, Lola comes back and informs me of this and says that his friend is going to walk by in a sec and order a drink. If I am interested, then we grab him, if not, let him walk by. Can we give the man a round of applause, please? That takes some balls! To walk by someone who is CLEARLY going to be checking you out based on looks alone. He was a cutie pie, so we grabbed him.
A little while later, MBB says he has to use the restroom. I offered to
He comes back over and The Girl says (I SHIT you NOT), Hi, my friend here was checking you out. LMFAO! She then proceeds to tell him ‘damn, you are tall’ to which he responded that she was incredibly short (and she is, lol). Then she signals for him to turn around! AND HE DOES! (I love Dallas!) So this guy looks over at me and says ‘So, did you know the Pope died today?’ lmfao! I laughed, couldn’t help it! And then I asked him if that was his idea of a good conversation starter? He laughed and said he had to think of something! The Girl ditched me right about then, taking MBB and disappearing. I stood there and talked to that guy for about twenty minutes, until members of my party started coming looking for me. I gave him my number and was off. This was right about when I realized that I had consumed more than my fair share of alcohol and went and got what I vowed would be my last drink.
CJ was back and he and Lola had moved from the googly eyed stage to the necking stage. It was imminent that she was going to be having company. Lucky bitch :P The next few hours were a blur of dancing and shots and good looking dudes, specifically the cowboy by the front door with the black hat. O-M-G
With the time change, my times may be incorrect, but I believe it was near three when we left the bar and heading back out the party bus. CJ was to meet lucky Lola back a the hotel and there was a bunch of lecturing going on about safe sex (hey, we’re all parents remember??) and it was decided half way through the parking lot that condoms would indeed be purchased before our return to the hotel.
Period.
Maybe it was the alcohol, but Lola looked a little red in the cheeks, lol. As we approach the party bus, a very cute and very drunk boy hollers at us to wait! Please! Wait! He walks up and asks us where we are going and why we had balloons (the balloons were tied to our reserved table, btw). At first, we mostly ignored him, then The Girl decided to have him undress a little. When he had undone his shirt, she reached out and felt his stomach and said ‘you’re twenty four, right?’ He says, yup. She guess his age by checking out his stomach, lol, classic.
Jer did not let him have a balloon.
