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| Well this past weekend was great, white water rafting on the Upper and Lower Kicking Horse River near Golden BC. Two nights of camping and a great climb on Sunday in Kananaskis. Life is so good. It was a very good weekend but it does leave one BIG question in my head that I can't seem to solve... What the hell happened in Disneyland? Perhaps I get ahead of myself here. I guess first I should fill you in on the details that leads up to this quite profound question. Lets all beam back to Friday night....... We are sitting around a nice roaring campfire with about 15 old and new friends, having drinks, shooting the shit and such. A basic good time. A friend of ours, Roger has decided tonight is going to be the night.. he's on a mission to get pissed. After six Smirnoff Ice coolers it appears that his mission is complete, he's a mess. We are all having a great time egging Roger on and trying to get him to drink more so he can pass the vomit threshold. It doesn't work, Roger is quite content to slur his words and remain in a semi-passed out state on the picnic table. This goes on for a few hours but this is not the strange part... this is the strange part... Roger has decided he has had enough for the night but finds himself needing to relieve himself and after several attempts he realizes he is unable to safely perform the urination on his own. This is when a most puzzling statement comes out of Rogers mouth "Disneyland... Jen, help me peeeee!" Jen is another friend of ours and a co-worker of Roger's. This is not the first camping trip they have been on together, they are friends and had indeed gone to Disneyland together a couple summers ago. Well I'll be damned but Jen did jump up and help Roger drain his lizard! The mere mention of the word "Disneyland" made her jump up and hold a drunk guy's willie without so much as a small fuss. What is Jen so afraid of? What does Roger hold over Jen's head? Is this just good ol' blackmail? I have been pondering this for a few days, I am actually afraid now to know the truth. Some mysteries are best left unsolved... Oh, by the way... here is the photographic evidence! RESPONSE from Jen: (Spelled right! Happy Jen???) You've even got me wondering.... What the hell_did_happen in Disneyland? :) My Mother would be so proud. Finally - incriminating photos of me on the Internet. In my defense, I was worried that Roger was either going to hurt himself or pee on someone's tent (he did get dangerously close to Wayne's tent as proven in one of the photos). Nor did I have anything to do with the actual mechanics of Roger 'relieving' himself. Perhaps that info could be included with the photos? Naaaaaah, it wouldn't be as funny then :) |
