Tonight's my big night off from shenanigans and hijinks's. Ate some leftovers from yesterday's BBQ (hat's off to Spam for the delicious concoction that had vermouth in it to put on the steaks) and got to decompress and rehydrate.
Friday we started off at the Irish Fair, to see Flogging Molly, which as usual was legitimate badassery. I wore an Irish school girl outfit; the picture isn't from Friday, but it's the only picture of me in it I could find. It allowed us to play the game of watch-which-pervys-leer-at-me. After the Irish Fair, we went to Epic, and normally I'd probably not wear school girl outfit, but I figured why the hell not since I was already wearing it. It was once again well-received.
Saturday stalled like a shitty car because of breakfast of tater tots and screwdrivers. After some violent old school video games with Landon, he and I went out to Stella's to meet up with Camaroon. He's the one running for Congress, and he really has a good shot of winning. Landon's politics that night was limited to pissing off some chick he was trying to score with by arguing about issues she was very passionate about. Hilarity (at least for me) ensued. Random side note: I got recognized at the bar this weekend. like, someone who read my blog saw me out and was like HEY TEQUILA MOCKINGBIRD!!!" it was both flattering and scary.
Sunday was horsie races! The only bet I won on was one for Senor Scat (I SHIT YOU NOT, THAT'S HIS REAL HORSEY NAME!!!!). Shockingly enough, the horse named "Fiddy Cent" was a black horse. My newest goal is to ride the topiary horse they have in the court yard. Even if I got in trouble for it, having an infraction on my record with "equine" just makes it worth it.
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"It allowed us to play the game of watch-which-pervys-leer-at-me."
I was the one sitting the corner by himself drinking Guinness all night while staring creepily at you. Sorry about that. I'm shy.
Nothing pervy about staring at an adult woman in a schoolgirl outfit.
Now staring at a schoolgirl in an adult woman outfit...that's creepy.
Ahhh...one of my favorite pics.
You better take that camera when you ride the pony ... PLEASE!
i think i just lost the game of watch-which-pervys-leer-at-me..
or did i win?
I read "infraction" as "infection" the first time around.
Makes for a much more interesting sentence.
Might as well go ahead and count me too. ;)
Well if you wear a school girl outfit, you are going to get stared at. Especially by creepy old pervs like me.
Did anyone do more than stare?
I already forgot what you wrote, I was too busy doing the pervy-leer at your picture....
Glad to see you are feeling better.
I hope I meet you someday so I can exclaim, "Hey, Tequila Mockingbird."
Ah, that would be something.
Hey Lady.
Nice Tits.
Hit me baby one more time
boom. now you're famous.
Topiary? Maybe you should visit Cow for tips on topiary riding.
girl, you are HOT!! woohoooooooo!
You definitely earned some extra credit for wearing something like that. I have to go take a cold shower now.
i can't believe that senor scat didn't "slide" in for the victory.... or at least finish with an explosive flourish.
I'm a Perv.... Thanks for working with me on this one... :)
It's my dream to one day be recognized because of my blog... and not because I was that girl who puked green at that St. Patty's Day party two years ago.
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