So I mentioned previously I’d write about some more crazy antics that happened at Kristie’s bar and grill… Apparently every Wednesday they do a lingerie pillow fight. Why wouldn’t we be there? I don’t know, maybe nuclear holocaust? Anyway, we decided to check it out a few weeks back. Eli and I showed up before everyone else and were entered in the drawing to judge the actual competition. Wouldn’t you know, both of us were picked to judge. Which was probably a good thing so they only had one creepy ass judge in our corner instead of three. I don’t understand how girls can handle all the being hit on at the bar. I guess it’s the free alcohol? Could have something to do with that.
Anyway, you think a lingerie pillow fight is going to be just like your fantasy. Maybe someones bra slips off, obviously one of the pillows explodes and there is feathers everywhere and in the end you all snuggle together and eat s’mores. In reality, not that fun. I don’t know if you’ve ever witnessed a girl fight in person, but it’s not really that cool. Especially when one of the girls is half the size of the other. Andy eventually took over Eli’s judging duties (hehe… duties) because he wasn’t really feeling it… If the management at the bar was smart they’d have Andy be a judge every single time. Him screaming, “SCISSOR! SCISSOR HER!” the whole time the girls were fighting was more entertaining than the fight itself.
Sadly though, they never took his advice.
We ended up talking to the group of girls in between fights, and they turned out to be the typical flaky college girls I hated at BYU. “YEA LETS TOTALLY HANG OUT AFTER THIS IS OVER! YOU GUYS SEEM AWESOME!” They ended up leaving directly after the fights were over… I really thought we had something special going.
THEN! Last night I met my friends at the same bar, our friend from high school, Avery, was in town for a concert and apparently had drank a liiiiiiiiiiiiiittle bit before he got to the bar. I think the pictures explain themselves.
That’s spilled margarita (ONE DOLLAR!) if you’re wondering.
See that girl in the pink to the right? I’m pretty sure I had psychology with her. We’re friends on facebook. Did I approach her? Obviously… No, I did not.
11 responses so far ↓
kristi // Apr 18, 2008 at 5:07 pm
With those moves? I would hope not.
Sarcastic Mom // Apr 18, 2008 at 8:11 pm
I salute Avery. No ‘rita, not even a drop, no matter how cheap, should be wasted.
(and not to worry about germs. alcohol and all)
Andy // Apr 18, 2008 at 10:17 pm
hahahahaha avery made last night not suck as bad as it otherwise would have
christel // Apr 19, 2008 at 10:15 am
“SCISSOR! SCISSOR HER!” is priceless!
brandy in canada // Apr 19, 2008 at 1:54 pm
How are 1 dollar margaritas legal!! How! If I ever make it down there your totally taking me out for one dollar margaritas.
kelly // Apr 19, 2008 at 5:10 pm
i thought i saw the virgin mary (or merv griffin?) in the spilled margarita.
Christopher Sean // Apr 19, 2008 at 10:42 pm
We have 99 cent margaritas at edwards right next to my house. Awesome, place.
Lisa // Apr 20, 2008 at 9:57 am
Did Avery win the lingerie contest?
Kristine // Apr 20, 2008 at 5:55 pm
If you had managed to worm the word ‘cock’ in this post, it would have been perfect.
stephanie // Apr 21, 2008 at 5:42 pm
lol gross.
if you’re going to use a straw why not just grab someone’s business card and scoop it right back into the cup.
Aaron V // May 1, 2008 at 8:33 am
I’m sorry man, but that spilled margarita looks like semen *shudder*
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