Monday, November 24, 2008

What's your definition of fun?

This is most certainly not mine:

A bruised thigh.
A sore knee.
A walk of shame.
A broken door.
A bed full of pizza.
A hungover trip to the laundromat.
An overflown toilet.

I don't think I can handle anymore holiday fun, people.

7 comments:

*Red said...

Wow! Sounds like your week is off to a great start!!! :) While I was not present for any of those, I was definitely present for the pre-participation in said incidents and I had so much fun!!

.Nicotine.Queen. said...

agreed! pre-"fun" was fabulous!

TN Girl Moving To New York City said...

Well, it sounds like a good time was had!

fred said...

Care to share how you got the bruised thigh and sore knee?

Its sad that they happened in that order, with the walk of shame being before the pizza and broken door. That would have made the story that much more interesting.

.Nicotine.Queen. said...

I didn't tell you about falling down the stairs at my local bar? Oh just wait. You will get a phone call tonight.

Secret Life of a Fat Girl said...

SHIT THE BED ABBY!!!! just trying to imagine all these things make me laugh!!!

.Nicotine.Queen. said...

Laura- WTF? Shit the bed? I'm trying to imagine using that myself, but I'm sure I will never live it down if I do. And no, that was not normal weekend events in NYC- it's just what happens when you put 2 sorority sisters and a country boy together.