New Years Schmooze Years
So here is a drawing Uncle Monty did I don't think y'all have seen so far. It is of as you can see two ladies.. The first on the right is of a great gal Uncle Monty thought was the bees knees freshman year - ... I hope she wasn't my one "I have to see about a Lady" shot, because if so, I was inside Fenway standing in the beer line. The left is of a girl - also a great lad that a friend of mine by the name of Lass got into a confrontation with at a house party on New Years a couple of years ago. I'll preface this by saying this was the same New Years that Lass was feeling a bit uncomfortable in a crowd he didn't know all to well, so what does one naturally do? Well one starts to drink quicker than normal. So after downing an uncountable amount of brews, and now apparently feeling more relaxed, it was time to pass gas clearing the living room and dance floor out two times before midnight. And then my guest may or may not have started shaking up a bottle of champagne with
10,9,8,7....until one writer grabbed it from his hands with 3,2 before it was sprayed over the crowd like a Stanley Cup celebration. After, said guest got into a discussion with said left drawing about recently ran marathons and flattered her with "You don't look like you run marathons.." which if you didn't already know is a terrific pick up line. Said New Years guest was ushered out of the party 30min post ball drop almost to applause after throwing patio furniture off a 2nd story deck, accusing another guest of hating America, and finally groping towards one unmentioned not seen in a while hot but far more sober high school companion.
So here is a drawing Uncle Monty did I don't think y'all have seen so far. It is of as you can see two ladies.. The first on the right is of a great gal Uncle Monty thought was the bees knees freshman year - ... I hope she wasn't my one "I have to see about a Lady" shot, because if so, I was inside Fenway standing in the beer line. The left is of a girl - also a great lad that a friend of mine by the name of Lass got into a confrontation with at a house party on New Years a couple of years ago. I'll preface this by saying this was the same New Years that Lass was feeling a bit uncomfortable in a crowd he didn't know all to well, so what does one naturally do? Well one starts to drink quicker than normal. So after downing an uncountable amount of brews, and now apparently feeling more relaxed, it was time to pass gas clearing the living room and dance floor out two times before midnight. And then my guest may or may not have started shaking up a bottle of champagne with
10,9,8,7....until one writer grabbed it from his hands with 3,2 before it was sprayed over the crowd like a Stanley Cup celebration. After, said guest got into a discussion with said left drawing about recently ran marathons and flattered her with "You don't look like you run marathons.." which if you didn't already know is a terrific pick up line. Said New Years guest was ushered out of the party 30min post ball drop almost to applause after throwing patio furniture off a 2nd story deck, accusing another guest of hating America, and finally groping towards one unmentioned not seen in a while hot but far more sober high school companion.
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