When did I stop being a girly girl? Trying to remember a day or event that sticks in my memory when I went from a feminine girl to a loud and raucous and often rude (as in naughty) woman.
Two events come to mind after the long weekend I just had off – starting with a particularly fun night out at Billy’s (where Duffy and I fear we have become the kind of girls that guys love and other girls hate because we spend the night surrounded by boys, chugging shooters and guffawing at jokes that probably aren’t as funny without the aforementioned shooters!) I think it’s safe to say when the barman puts a glass of lemon and salt in front of you when you arrive (for the bottle of tequila you’ll likely consume) and substitutes tequila for you automatically whenever a round of caramel vodka (puke) or whatever else is poured, you’re a regular! When he says, “well done, I’m proud of you” after serving you what feels like the 100th tequila and you’re still standing – you know you spend far too much time there drinking tequila!
Ok – so on this particular Billy’s night out – King L (who makes his own hilarious printed t-shirts that always get loads of attention!) was asked to pose with these two bimbettes to have their photo taken with him in his Chuck Norris shirt – anyway – this got us on the t-shirt topic and King L was telling us about his most “effective” t-shirt being one that says “I LOVE BOOBS!” ‘cos all the chicks come up to him all night and show him their tits and ask what he thinks of theirs (are we drunk chicks really that dof?!?!) … anyway so I decided Duffy and I needed “I LOVE COCK!” t-shirts – needless to say after much guffawing, we decided we have to add a caveat “Terms and Conditions Apply” – after all – not just any cock will do!!! LOL Duffy and I now have BlackBerry screensavers of the “I LOVE COCK” t-shirt design – and Duffy has already tested it’s effectiveness at getting barmen’s attention in busy bars – I’m told that when it’s perched in cleavage while leaning over the bar – you do get served quickly! GUFFAW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Then on Saturday night Duffy, myself, Winston the Pigeon & King L went to see the Nandos Comedy Festival (thanks to rather generous King L) and we literally all guffawed our way through the whole thing! It was piss-in-your-pants, roll-on-the-floor funny! But when Duffy and I glanced across the aisle to the people on the other side, they weren’t really laughing as hard! Then we started noticing people turning round and looking at us laughing! Ok, so it’s official – we’re those loud, obnoxious, guffawing chicks that you look down your nose at!
Does it matter? I think not – ‘cos I like loud laughing me – if you don’t – there’s the door, don’t let it slap your ass on the way out! GUFFAW!!!!!!!!!!!!