So, I'm trying to come up with the best way to write this post because I don't think that anyone will understand how much fun we had last night...I guess the best way is to start out with a quote from the great Brodie Wall:
"I feel like you have to be really fucked up when you come over here, or else you will just get weirded out and want to leave..."
That is one of the truest statements I have ever heard about Logan and Brodie's apartment. So here's a little story that backs this quote up...
It Saturday, and we all are a little groggy from the lack of sleep and rager that happened Friday. After a brief discussion of what happened the night before (Chris streaking, me yelling, and Logan getting no sleep) I head home with Brittany to grab some foodage and change into a bathing suit and Brodie, Logan, Haley, Chris and I head to the pool. We chilled there a little bit and somebody mentioned poker and we decided that a poker night was necessary. I was excited so I head home and get a quick nap and change and then head back to 605.
I walk in and everyone is dead. Not literally, everyone is just kind of exhausted, myself included. We quickly decided that we need to get fucked up. So we do. And this is where things start getting weird. Well everyone that is fucked up dancing, like weird dancing. I kept looking at Logan and saying "I feel like the breakfast club" ...yeah it was like that dancing scene if you know what I'm talking about. Brodie put on My Story and Chris, Brodie, and Robby started singing "elevators in harmonies" as I said and tweeted haha....
I left the room to talk on the phone for about 2 mins and when I came back there was a baseball game going on in the living room. Chris was pitching with a ping pong ball and Robby was hitting with a golf club. The whole time my paranoid self was waiting for either the ping pong ball or the golf club to hit me in the face. I don't know who won, but it didn't matter because everyone celebrated at the end. Thank goodness I got it on film...
After a few more sing-a-longs, me, Brodie and Chris decided that we wanted to go dance downtown...Oh Lordy... The walk from the apartment was so crazy. We were dancing and singing Rude Boy and then when we got to 5 points, we were walking kind of in rhythm with the songs that they were playing in the bars. We got to the corner and were about to cross the street when we spotted our enemies...cops. They were sitting outside of Pourhouse and Brodie started having a "bad trip, bad trip, BAD TRIP". He decided that he was too messed up to go to the bar and that he was really hot and his ID wouldn't work so he had to go home. I think I am just going to have to type out the conversation as a script or something:
Chris: Brodie, I need a wingman, you can do this. Come on.
Brodie: Nah dude, I need to go home. You don't need me. Remember we listened to the song Ridin' Solo.
Chris: Yeah
Brodie: (sings) I'm putting on my shades to cover up my eyes..
As this is happening, I was laughing and wanted to get off the street corner because I thought everyone was staring at me.
Me and Chris decide that we still want to go to the bar and so we get some drinks and just chill. I thought I saw some friends that were supposed to already be there so we go across the bar. We somehow ended up just posting up in the corner dancing to whatever song came on. We had to look like the biggest idiots EVER. We weren't talking to anyone, just dancing.
Some oldish bitch started grinding on some oldish dude right in front of us and we made fun of her. After about 10 minutes of grinding on the guy, the Cupid Shuffle came on and the oldish bitch asked me if I knew how to do it. Immediately, I started doing the Cupid Shuffle and so did Chris. When we faced the back wall, I turned around and there were some fat girls doing it too. When I turned back around to the front, there were even more people doing it too. That's when I realized that I had simultaneously added and checked off something from my bucket list. Starting a line dance in a bar that typically does not have dancing. It was great.
After all that dancing, me and Chris decided we weren't fucked up enough and our plan was to go get fucked up more and then come back to the bar. Since my friends still weren't there, this sounded like a great plan! We bee-bopped our way back to the apartment and what do we see when we walk in? Our good friend Logan cuddled up on the couch, too fucked up to move. I giggled and we began to get more fucked up.
After more of the same (dancing and singing). We decided that it was too late to go back out, but it was DEFINITELY time for food. Sonic was a must. Before Saturday, I did not realize the extent of Sonic's menu. There are so many different varieties of food. We had to have placed the most random assortment of food ever.
Brodie got a breakfast burrito, Chris got everything with cheese, cheesy tots and cheese sticks, I got a grilled cheese and a hot fudge sundae, but it was Logan who took the cake on being the most random. Logan ordered a grilled cheese, cheese sticks, french toast sticks, a hot fudge sundae, and I think a milkshake. We were very disappointed that they were out of campfire blast ingredients because I wanted one SO bad.
Do your friends ever say really weird things and you are like WTF later on. Well, my friends do all the time. When I went to order my food, I said "Hmmm what do I want." Brodie responded with "Emily wants a dick sandwich, hold the bread". Definitely a what the fuck moment. Basically the whole night was filled with really random quotes and so I'm just going to start naming a few to close out this blog entry because it is really long.
"Weed is my wingman"
"I got this hair restoration treatment, and now I have a cool earring! And I can jet ski!"
"The early bird gets the worm"
"Those kids smoke a lot"
"I had the best tweet 500 seconds ago"
There were a lot more, but I don't remember them all...
After some Jackass and Soul Train, the night ended and we all fell asleep. The End.
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