Our Calgary Stampede pubcrawl weekend extravaganza has come to an end and after stocking up on energy drinks, and greasy fast food (which we ate while being trapped in a hail storm on the side of the road) we bid farewell to Alberta’s fairer city.
I was totally busted on my lie to The Chrisitute’s mom about her after-bar whereabouts after we got home, but it was to be expected, I was too drunk to even bother making up a half-assed excuse as to why she and Ah-bby weren’t with us.
When we pulled up in our driveway, The Christitute received a call from Diamond’s informing her that she had won a limo package for Wednesday’s amateur strip-a-thon (aka. Erotic Water Wrestling), yes!
The girls and I are going to the peelers for $1.50 drinks all night long
But for now, I should really get off my ass and do something with myself on my day off – like buying The New Guy a mop, because it seems he doesn’t know how to clean a bathroom. Using his bathroom actually makes me physically recoil, to the point wehre I’m actually willing to do a top-to-bottom clean up…after I finish watching my stories, of course.