802
Have you ever been stuck somewhere without a bathroom after drinking approximately 1,000 beers? Well, that happened today after I was locked out of a condo for several hours and I was forced to break into another condo to pee. Hopefully they will not be angry. It was an emergency. I did notice that they had beer in their fridge, but Peyton and Jamie got back in time to prevent theft of said adult beverages. I am now hanging out in our condo after my shower and desperately waiting for dinner. Sooooooo hungry. I just wanted to give ya'll an update on the beach trip. I will post something else soon.
5 comments:
Must be so convenient to be a man in those types of situations. Don't tell but Tylor whipped it out in the parking ramp Saturday night. I had to watch my step.
being the classy lady that i am, i would have just taken a little trip to the ocean if you know what i mean.
by the way, if one has time to post on their blog, one should have time to send their poor, non-beach going friend an e-mail.
Tan an extra hour for me too! I miss going to the beach and tanning and sipping on margaritas.
Katie, are you going to explain what 802 means?
Hello? The number of the condo...all other defining features shall remain anonymous...
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