A group of 9 of us played asshole @ this one pub called Handley’s. Great time. We became the quintessential Americans – loud and obnoxious. ;) One girl became drunk really quickly (after having a Smirnoff Ice, Peach Schnapps and ½ of my really strong screwdriver…I’ll be mentioning her later). We played some great games and did the rule – “In my pants” after everything we say. Try it sometimes! “Who’s next, in my pants?” “I need to pee, in my pants.” “Oh crap, in my pants.” And so forth. We also did my burping game where when someone burps, everyone must shout out a different color. Last person to do so must make a sex noise. So to sump up, good times. Later we went to another pub, Ann’s. Where we played darts and had an arm wrestling contest. There was one contest between two guys – Jim and Lars. It was at a standstill so Jane came up and gave Jim a kiss. Crowd- awwww. He started to win.

Lars then says – “Where’s my kiss?” Burt then smacks a kiss on his forehead. Crowd – ROTFLTAO. Lars wins. (It might be funnier to have been there). Later another great moment occurred. Me to Elizabeth: “Where did Kristen go?” (Kristen was the drunk one I described earlier) Liz: “I don’t know.” Me & Liz to Molly: “Where did Kristen go?” Molly: “OH SHIT!!?!?!!” She eventually returned to the bar about 20-30 minutes later. Alright, out of time. Time for breakfast.

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