I went to Portland last weekend for two of my sisters' birthday. One turned 29, the other 30. When all was said and done, everyone had a fabulous time. There was a band and beer. Lots of beer. Really, there wasn't an excuse to be found for not having fun. Among the highlights of the evening:
1. Overhearing one of my sisters, "When he drinks, he gets aggressive...sexually."
2. Dad telling everyone that I have a foot fetish. Which I don't.
3. Family friend puts his arm around me, and says, "You're a lot hotter when I'm drunk."
Pictures to follow...and not of that, perv.
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