Yeah..But Ya Got A Booger.

Friday night was my brother's birthday and we had a great time getting drunk and making fools of ourselves. We went to Stix to eat dinner and followed it up with a trip to the Plaza for beer and pool. Good times. We listened to the stylings of some rent-a-DJ, and danced like Michael Jackson. I can't speak for anyone else, but I had so much fun. At one point during the night I had Noodle Spiller confess that he wanted me, for which I slid my hand in his front pocket and said,"Really? " Then I pulled his phone out of his pocket and said, "You can call your girlfriend and tell her then." He stood there with his mouth open while I turned and walked away. He is such a freak. Then we wondered up to Heath's apartment to bug him for a few hours. Noodle Spiller and my sister-in-law sat on the couch in a drunken state. He played guitar and she discussed the meaning of life while kicken back a cold one. Man, I love watching drunk people in action. That was the night, we went out, had a blast, called it a night and swirved home. Yeah...but ya got a booger.