Tuesday, December 05, 2006

20 Shopping Days til Xmas... I wear a Medium.

How Many Drinks Could A Drunk Chick Drink If A Drunk Chick could Drink..................... beer?

That sentence could pretty much sum up the Whistler experience:

Drive up & Drink.
Go to the Lounge & Drink.
Back to the Room and Drink.
To the Bar & Drink.
Back to the Room and Drink.
Wake up and Drink.
Go to Breakfast and Drink.
Walk...... Don't Drink (Hey man, I don't brown bag it).
Aprés ski and Drink.
To the hot tub and Drink.
Limbo Stick Contest... The epitome of Drinking.
Back to the Room and Drink.
*PASSOUT* yea, I do have limits...
To the bar and drink.
Wake up... Hold yourself & Cry.

Going away with friends is also a learning experience. For example I learned that I'm mildly retarded because no one else I know would hit their head on the ceiling from jumping up and down on the bed. Stine points her toes when she runs (Ya you do) and Shaloa is quite inapproapriate around small children... I'd say I learned something about Dun & Dun but she's dead to me.... I will expand further on all stories as soon as someone tells me them... til then:

How Many Drinks Could A Drunk Chick Drink If A Drunk Chick could GET DRUNK...

ahhh.. yes, I solved it..... and scene.


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