Well I had a pretty uneventful weekend. Some things did happen worth mentioning, and I will get to that..
Friday I was sick all day with a damn headache. I layed on the couch with my eyes shut all day. I let Boo run the house. I had her run to the party store to get me some brew and smokes....and she didn't even complain..
ok, really I DO NOT smoke, so she did not get those...
By nightfall my head had subsided and OCG, Shaky and myself went out.
We went to do some karaoke, and your never going to guess what happen.
Shaky sang with me.
Guess what we sang?
Summer Nights from Grease...
He and I sang a few songs that night...
The owner of the karaoke business...(not the normal people) invited me and OCG to her sons reception in a neighboring town next Saturday...she said..
"free beer and karaoke"
We were all like..
huh?..free?..huh?..where?..when?....what time should we be there?...u said free right?
The OCG asked if there would be any hot guys there. She looked at her, looked at Shaky and said.
"well, I don't think your husband would want you looking for hot guys"
I just stood there laughing my ass off.
um, he belongs to me mam
Such as life I suppose...
So I made a video.....Shaky said he was going to have NO part of this one..
I made a music video.
The kids, some dance moves and a Prince song...
Although in the background you can hear me botching the song....I am putting it on youtube crossing my fingers I get sued...
For your viewing pleasure..
its the entire song, so its kinda lengthy.....
So Prince and his cohorts can come find me....I will be wearing Prince perfume and have clean hair, breath mints....you no, just in case
So he can come knocking on my door with a supena in hand, and I will take him, drag him in my house, toss him to the floor and start giving him a lap dance..
a horizontal lap dance, if u know what I mean..
Me and OCF are going on road trip next month, we are heading to the homeland..We decided to drive instead of fly, cause we are retarded that way.
It would be really awesome if someone would get me one of them fancy GPS gadgets before I go.
I am really bad at following maps or directions of any kind..
Mr Shaky though, wont buy one...
His idea of getting me a gift would be..
silky soft matching undergarments with lots of lace
High heeled boots
and a vacuum..
so, I am looking outside the parameter of the house for that gift.
I red lacey bra and undies is not going to get me to Michigan in one piece..
The boots, well maybe...