Green Afternoon Delight
Yesterday I went to the South Side Irish Parade for the first time and felt like I was transported to some sort of Great America ride line meets Oktoberfest booze party. Although I was the designated driver, I had a few bouncies while I was there and really enjoyed hanging out in alleyways with everyone from Bagpipers to ravers. Quick note, bouncies are a name for those 16 oz plastic MGD beer bottles that look hilarious and are big enough to have a place at Pee Wee's breakfast table.
Hightlights from the day in no particular order include:
1.) leprechaun in a giant size hampster ball rolling through the parade mixing the super crawl with the stand, lets take this one around, Marquise de Sade pose, and back to the super crawl. It reminded me of Mrs. Vanhautens boyfriend from gladiators.
2.) Observing two Whirleyball regulars in full north face attire telling Rochelle that there was a secret bar going on in the laundry room of a houses close to the parade. Kudos to Sarah for finding the error in logic and pulling Roch away from the walking hardons.
3.) Finding a parking spot within 1 block of the parade, doing 5 irish carbombs on my hood, and watching as an 85 year old grannie in nightie looked at us suspiciously from her front door. Those kids are about to slack at any minute!
4.) Laying in an alleyway alla the movie GO, watching a group of leprechauns scale a wall, getting a bagpiper to cater to our needs of a jig, and finally a mysterious coconut rum man, aka walking party, dealing out shots like it was jose quervo beach bonanza.
5.) Car-ride home with 7 drunk mickeys in a 5 person car, jamming Kelly Clarkson(wait a minute this is my lowlight of the day) and swearing we'd never had a better afternoon.
Plans for next year, camping out over night, buying a porta-john, and clearing the next week of work for recovery.
Hightlights from the day in no particular order include:
1.) leprechaun in a giant size hampster ball rolling through the parade mixing the super crawl with the stand, lets take this one around, Marquise de Sade pose, and back to the super crawl. It reminded me of Mrs. Vanhautens boyfriend from gladiators.
2.) Observing two Whirleyball regulars in full north face attire telling Rochelle that there was a secret bar going on in the laundry room of a houses close to the parade. Kudos to Sarah for finding the error in logic and pulling Roch away from the walking hardons.
3.) Finding a parking spot within 1 block of the parade, doing 5 irish carbombs on my hood, and watching as an 85 year old grannie in nightie looked at us suspiciously from her front door. Those kids are about to slack at any minute!
4.) Laying in an alleyway alla the movie GO, watching a group of leprechauns scale a wall, getting a bagpiper to cater to our needs of a jig, and finally a mysterious coconut rum man, aka walking party, dealing out shots like it was jose quervo beach bonanza.
5.) Car-ride home with 7 drunk mickeys in a 5 person car, jamming Kelly Clarkson(wait a minute this is my lowlight of the day) and swearing we'd never had a better afternoon.
Plans for next year, camping out over night, buying a porta-john, and clearing the next week of work for recovery.
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and you were the sober one?
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