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SO. My weekend was grrrreat! Special thanks to my Sean for giving me the greatest drinking Texas toast EVER. It was a hit and so was the July 4th party, Friday night. Me and my best buddy Rachel went to our pal Everett's new place on 2nd and South Street, Philadelphia. Great spot for local tourism. Freaks and beautiful people a'plenty. We go inside - gorgeous. Philadelphia skyline at night makes me feel at home and gives me a stronger sense of the word "Freedom". The city looked stunning - she was all decked out in red, white, and blue for her special day. We head upstairs to the roof-deck for, food, hot tub and drinks. All night everyone was meeting and chatting and drinking and swooning over the view. I wish I had pictures. You shoud have seen it. As the night progressed, we all got more and more tipsy. What else would we do? Anyway, there were these people in the corner that nobody knew. We pretty much just ignored them because we were having too much fun to care. So, a bunch of us are standing around, bitching about the fact that we were all out of cigarettes. As if by divine luck, I look up on the ledge of the roof-deck and see an unopened pack of Parliments! I yell, "woo hoo! I got some!!!" ANd everyone starts rejoicing. "Yeah!! Woo Hooo, Owww !!!" and so on. Seriously, our cheering lasted a good minute. Over walks one of the "corner people", out from the comfort of the skirts of the party WE all were trying to enjoy, without disturbences. She says in some accent, "Eh, those are mehn." (She wanted to say those are mine, but she is a huge dweeb.) She grabs the pack of ciggies from my hand. SHe now has in one hand the cigarettes she abandonned, who knows how long ago, and her other hand is holding a TRAY of veggies, Everett put out earlier on the food table. THE ENTIRE FUCKING TRAY! I grabbed the tray from her hand while spinnign towards my friends. "Woo hooo!! Veggies! Who wants some?" It wasn't hers so I decided to make them mine. Fuck her. Now, my friends, having seen what shed done with our hopes of satisfying our nicotine fits, are now eating the veggies and saying obnoxiously, "Ummm, ohhh yummie, ahh that's good veggies." lol I love them... I'm not done. Here comes "corner-troll-number-two-of-the-male-persuasion-aka-foreign-corner-girl's-man-flunkie" He walks up next to me and asks if he can have some veggies. I say of course he can, and begin to tell him how great they taste. "So, who are you? I've never seen you before?" He says his name is Tim. "Hi Tim, I'm Jenna. So, what brings you out tonight? ARe you friends with Everett?" Okay - I already know the answer to this one. He has never met Everett before and obviously has NO idea who I am, or what he is up against if he answers ANY of my questions incorrectly. I am very territorial and always get what I want and if I wanted him to cry, by God that sucker is going to weep! He did behave himself and mentioned he was a friend of a friend and neighbor to a friend of a friend... blah blah blah. He asked if he could take the tray and I say "Yes please, we're finished over here and I'm tired of holding it. WHat a nice fellah you are." Yes, I was extremely condescending and yes, the corner clan left us alone for the rest of the night. Wanna know why? Because me and my friends had WAY much more fun than the corner clan. There was no way they were going to break into our group. Not long after the crue-de-te cou, hot-tub. We were a bunch of screaming hoodlums! I mean, everyone had a drink and we were toasting every other minute just for a reason to scream. "Here's to the bee, that gave the sting, that started the bull a'buckin. And here's to Adam, who put it to Eve, and started the world a' fuckin!! WOOOOO" (Thank you again, baby) At one point we were giving foreign-corner-trash-girl our drink order because we were too lazy to get out of the tub. Rachel was directly across from me in the tub and I was making the "fuckin right you're gonna get my drink, bitch" face... followed by my pattented evil laugh. But wait there's more! THEN came the girl on girl drunken style hot-tub wrestling! Weeeee. I never laughed so hard. I was paired up with Naomi. SHe whispered to me that she didn't wrestle - neither did I. We decided that we would brace each others arms and whip our hair around and scream a lot. It worked. ;) AT least the fellahs thought so. How was your day hunny??1:19 PM - Tuesday, Jul. 06, 2004
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