What a weekend
This weekend I headed up to Austin for Wes’ birthday and a Halloween party. The following things happened, in no particular order:
- A guy tried to sell me ecstasy,
- Then he stole my malt liquor from the fridge.
- Captain Morgan and I talked about Notre Dame football.
- I was forced to wear a halter top.
- We discovered the nicest Dairy Queen in the world.
- Supergirl fondled my chest angrily.
- We convinced Wes to leave his tomahawk in the car.
- Bobby farted at least every 15 minutes for 6 hours.
- We ate “love butter” at the Magnolia Cafe.
Good times.

