In celebration of my 47 years on earth I went out to a Halloween Party. I could not decide if I wanted to be a cow
Or a Racy Rabbit (as the Costume Package stated) Doesn't look like anything to me. One guy asked me what I was
I said "anything you want me to be"
He said "mine"
I said "It's Halloween not Valentines Day!"
Brandi (my daughter) was a naughty school girl
Didn't matter what we were with these two Ho Mama's with us...My Godchild Dennie (Ms Ho Peep) and her Sister Kristi (Ms Ho Cop)
If Ms Ho Peep could have held her liquor she may have won the costume contest but instead the Hooter Girls (aka really guys dressed up as Hooter Girls) won....and I did for the first time in my life feel up and manhandle a Hooter Girl. Yee Doggy! Hot Damn. He said it was the first time he'd ever been felt up by a grandma. It was hilarious!
But all in all I think I would have had a better time staying home with:
When I got home I grabbed him out of my Dad's bed (he was here to pick up my Mom since they finally got electricity) and put him in mine and I was in heaven! The best birthday gift ever!