Recently my favorite galpal – a hot little dish I’ll call Bambii – informed me that my blog “fails to convey my humor and personality”. Before I give much reflection to this, perhaps she should explain why she’s reading my blog. Is it because she likes looking at pictures of hot naked women or because she’s about to become one of my stalkers?
My life is simple. Late nights, hot babes, shots, drinking, early mornings, work, more late nights, more shots, more drinking, more hot babes, and pictures like the one I took Monday night – creating memories that will last a lifetime.
I love drunk women. Then again, I also love women like Misty Anderson who can both kick my ass AND drink me under the table.
Reminds me of the last time she came to visit me. For some odd reasons bars close at 2am but we planned ahead and a bunch of us got rooms at the same hotel within walking distance of where we were drinking. (Avoids trying to drive and running in our friends in uniform.) So Misty Anderson thought she could drink me under the table. Nice try sluggo. (No, I don’t call her sluggo.) This is her at 2am trying to make it up the stairs. Really.
So here’s to lesbians, stalkers, and beautiful women who think they can drink me under the table. Cheers!
