I learned this very valuable lesson this weekend. I like to think I am 25 sometimes. I like to think I can DRINK like a 25-year old, but I can't. I can, however, play butt darts in a skirt. I was so hung over on Saturday, I actually contemplated going to the emergency room.
Other valuable lessons I learned this weekend. READ the small bottles of liquor before drinking. They might just be warming body lotion disguised as Pucker.
Just because there is a blow up sheep in the garage doesn't mean that it belongs to your husband, it could be a leftover from a bachelor party.
Cheers to Jenkins, thanks for a super party. Will post photos later.
2 comments:
HMMMMMM! must ask hubby to be about blow up sheep. I too can no longer drink as once could. I think I am still drunk from this weekend.
This 25 year old couldn't handle our evening on Friday. I think you have to be 19 to handle that much booze and be ready for more the next day.
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