Wednesday, September 17, 2008

Kissed a Bartender...



Okay...so, here's how the whole thing went down. Keep in mind: I don't drink much or often. However, as you can see from the picture, I had drank...enough. My friend, Sarah, had her bachelorette party the weekend before last. There were hard hats, caution tape, and a party bus involved...oh yeah, and a crap load of BEER. I had fun, from what I can remember. I ended up home in one piece! Well, not but a week later, I notice a number in my phone that I did not recognize. Come to find out that the number belongs to a bartender (ahem, a HOT bartender) at one of the places we visited while on the party bus. As I have heard it, I kissed him too. Nothing crazy, just a peck. I think, considering that I don't remember it, it must not have been that great...or I was drunk, pick one. Case and point: I KISSED A HOT BARTENDER!!! Not a bad way to go, eh?

4 comments:

Kimmy said...

Too funny!

Amy said...

Wow! Cute bartenders can be trouble;) Looked like you were having fun, and my motto is "if you don't remember it, it didn't happen" That's how I can say I was an angel through High School and college!

Amy said...

Auntie Amanda...Are you still alive?

Love,
Austin

MUD said...

Kiss 'em but don't marry one. How's school going for you?
MUD