Wednesday, March 4, 2009

It Was THAT Kind of Party

One of my friends has a grandmother who works in AIDS Hospice Care.  This delightful little grandmother gets condoms in bulk that she is required to hand out to her patients. Here's the thing - they're HOSPICE patients. Hospice is a nicer way of saying being sent home to await death. Otherwise known as Florida.

Anyway, these patients have very little use for condoms. I mean, come on, they have ADVANCED AIDS, I am sure sex is the last thing on their minds. But the US Government says otherwise.

So, grandma has a surplus of condoms. Grandma, being a cool grandma, ships the extra condoms home to her grandchildren. When I say extra, I mean easily 4 boxes of like 10,000 condoms.

One night, one of my friends who is in the Air Force, whom we will nickname Aislynn due to the military being REALLY BIG on not having their soldiers names and locations online, and we had a party for her.

At some point in the night,  I got pretty drunk on champagne. And, also at some point during the night, a box of condoms got broken into.

And at some point during the night, I figured out a few truths about myself and condoms:

1. If you put a condom over a beer, shake it up, and then open it, it fills up something fierce, and is quite humorous.

2. I can fit a condom up my arms so far that it goes past my elbows.

3. I can cover my whole foot and ankle with condoms.

4. I can make impromptu water wings with condoms.

5. Condoms hold a very large amount of drinking induced vomit.

6. I can make giant flowers out of condoms.

7. All these condom tricks are far more humorous with a stomach full of champagne.

8. Somewhere, on a military base, there is an entire roll of film with me doing party tricks with condoms, in a bikini no less. I am a constant source of pride for my mother, I swear.

9. Condoms are bar-none the greatest party conversation piece I have ever seen.

The point of this entry is not to, you know, bar myself from a future job, but mostly to tell you that if you happen to have a friend who is going overseas, and you happen to have a bunch of champagne lying around, invite me over, because apparently, that is all it takes for me to have a rocking good time.

Speaking of a rocking good time...

My friend's band (the Flips) is playing here: http://www.maxumbarandgrill.com/map.htm

On March 6th, 2009, from 9 to 11 p.m.

If you print this out: http://www.q101.com/Other/PDF/oldStyleNewBeersBash/oldStyleNBE_invite_01.pdf you get free cover!

And we might as well get this plug-train chugging along...

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9 comments about my weirdness:

  1. It's a free cover but FOR SURE bring the invite.
    They won't even let you in if you don't have that!!

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  2. Oh, honey, it doesn't even take that for me. 3 fuzzy navels and I'm swinging from the ceiling fans! Although, I've been known to do that stone-cold sober.

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  3. LeCarl - I should have mentioned that...sorry...

    Nina - I hear ya girl!

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  4. woot! thanks for the plug.

    Ive known you for like...ever. and im pretty sure i have never seen you in a bikini. much less with quite that many condoms.

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  5. Well, it was more like a bikini with a condom suit on over it, but yes, normally I avoid bikinis like the plague. But get just the right amount of booze in me and BAM BIKINI LAND FOR ENNA!

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  6. Heehee, I remember that night. From a sober- high-schooler-outsider point of view. Ahhh memories...

    (PS, I took condoms and shoved them into all the lockers in school as a senior prank. Hardly anyone thought it was it was as funny as I did, thought it was amusing to hear the speculation about who did it. "I heard it was some of the 'smart kids.'" W00t.)

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  7. Hahaha you smart kid you!

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  8. I did something similar to that. I filled some of them with water and we had a water balloon fight. My drill instructor did not have the same sense of humor that I though he did. I was cleaning garbage cans for quite a while after that. That was about the 3rd week of boot camp too and I was lucky that I wasn't booted out of the military. I'm told that they still tell stories of that fateful day!

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  9. ...and now I know where I got it from! Thanks!

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