Okay, Another Full Day of Partying
As we entered day two of our Whistler drinking and partying binge (oh gee, twist my rubber arm!), we decided to embark on a shopping spree. We walked around aimlessly, and nobody bought anything. So, we went back to the hotel to recoup and play more asshole and old maid. It was at about this time that Kelli and Sara realized what a couple of dorks Craig and Jon are (eventually everyone does.) In a display of true sportsmanship and courage though, these fine ladies did manage to suffer through our never ending routine of risqué jokes and lame comedy routines.
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Left: Errrrr. Let me explain this. We had no tunes up there (no stereo), so all we had was Much Music on the TV. Well it just so happened that our trip coincided with a 48 hour Backstreet Boys Marathon. No kidding (really). Here Craig is singing, "quit playing games with my heart...." |
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Right: This may possibly be one of the only pictures where we are not totally drunk. Craig and Kelli take a short time out and relearn the rules of Old Maid yet again. Below Left: Another fine photo op. "Bleeeeeeeeeeaaaaah! Below Right: Jon looks like quite the sexual predator here with Diedra, another waitress we wish we really knew. |
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Whoa! Hello there! We lied a little and told Sara that we were actually world famous photographers and that we were building our portfolios. That charade lasted about, oh, a quarter of a nanosecond. |
Whistler was a heap load o' fun, and we really wish we could have stayed longer. Unfortunately though, the realities of everyday life such as work and empty bank accounts forced us to go back home. Perhaps one day, we can get all the Beer Society members together and go again. Of course the explicit purpose would be to drink ourselves silly again. But that is what everyone up there does. Geez, it makes us feel so at home...