Lessons Learned: Oops... I Think I Made Out With Your Boyfriend
BitchNichole woke up this morning to the lyrics of Loretta Lynn's Womens' Prison. As the song began to follow the story of a woman killing her man for cheating on him images from the last night/this morning began to fill her head:
For everyone that has been anxiously awaiting it... the diva finally completed her presentation for her Senior thesis project. YAY! Long story short - it was time to CELEBRATE.
With it being Thursday night there was only one place to go... Wings Night! BitchNichole got herself all dolled up and rushed to meet up with her favorite wings junkies. The boys seemed to be in quite a mood, they forgot her order and were out of pineapples - not a good celebratory dinner.
After a couple of hours of this jazz Rooms convinced BitchNichole that it was time to move on to the LatinoBar. When the girls got there they were surprised to see that they were the only females and the only English speakers in the establishment. They decided to play a game of pool and were approached by two gentleman that asked if the divas could speak Spanish. BitchNichole replied "No, but I do speak a little French. Do you speak French." The gentlemen shook their heads and pantamimed the fact that they would like to play the girls in a game. The divas agreed and played several games until their partners began to get a little too touchy feely. At which point they ran into two fellow HCers and improvised a scene with their new "boyfriends." After kissing her partner for a good two minutes Rooms pulled BitchNichole aside and offered some advice: "You'd better watch your back, he's got a serious girlfriend."
After the DD came to pick the ladies up they left the establishment with their new beaus to go on a little drive. Whether it was the fact that her own partner was a democrat (they are few and far between in Huskerville so if you find one you hold on tight), that he was slightly dreamy, or that his own story of love was so much like her own, BitchNichole started way digging this guy. Yet again she started kissing on this guy Junior High style.
When the group finally returned to 915 at 4:30 in the morning the new boyfriends left and BitchNichole gave her new buddy a peck and asked if he would be weirded out if she called him. He gave her a slight smile and replied that he would appreciate it if she would.
The diva retired to slumberland with pleasant thoughts of liberals in her head. However when she was awoken this morning to the wonderful vocals of Loretta she quickly sat up in bed hoping that her own story would not end in a similar fashion.
At present time the diva has no intentions to call her new buddy. When questioned she responded "I'd really rather not take a butt-kicking with only a week left."
For everyone that has been anxiously awaiting it... the diva finally completed her presentation for her Senior thesis project. YAY! Long story short - it was time to CELEBRATE.
With it being Thursday night there was only one place to go... Wings Night! BitchNichole got herself all dolled up and rushed to meet up with her favorite wings junkies. The boys seemed to be in quite a mood, they forgot her order and were out of pineapples - not a good celebratory dinner.
After a couple of hours of this jazz Rooms convinced BitchNichole that it was time to move on to the LatinoBar. When the girls got there they were surprised to see that they were the only females and the only English speakers in the establishment. They decided to play a game of pool and were approached by two gentleman that asked if the divas could speak Spanish. BitchNichole replied "No, but I do speak a little French. Do you speak French." The gentlemen shook their heads and pantamimed the fact that they would like to play the girls in a game. The divas agreed and played several games until their partners began to get a little too touchy feely. At which point they ran into two fellow HCers and improvised a scene with their new "boyfriends." After kissing her partner for a good two minutes Rooms pulled BitchNichole aside and offered some advice: "You'd better watch your back, he's got a serious girlfriend."
After the DD came to pick the ladies up they left the establishment with their new beaus to go on a little drive. Whether it was the fact that her own partner was a democrat (they are few and far between in Huskerville so if you find one you hold on tight), that he was slightly dreamy, or that his own story of love was so much like her own, BitchNichole started way digging this guy. Yet again she started kissing on this guy Junior High style.
When the group finally returned to 915 at 4:30 in the morning the new boyfriends left and BitchNichole gave her new buddy a peck and asked if he would be weirded out if she called him. He gave her a slight smile and replied that he would appreciate it if she would.
The diva retired to slumberland with pleasant thoughts of liberals in her head. However when she was awoken this morning to the wonderful vocals of Loretta she quickly sat up in bed hoping that her own story would not end in a similar fashion.
At present time the diva has no intentions to call her new buddy. When questioned she responded "I'd really rather not take a butt-kicking with only a week left."
posted by Welsh Girl at 10:43 AM
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