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."
Ta-da!
Pictures to follow...and not of that, perv.
Spot The Hidden Mickey
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Who's the center of the club
that's made for you and me?
M-I-C!
K-E-Y!
M...
Ohhh!
MLT!*
*Happy birthday, Mickey.*
Thanks to the amazing Sweet Desi...
1 comment:
You don't have a foot fetish? Denial is not just a river in Egypt.
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