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Better Nate Than Lever
Jun. 3rd, 2006 10:04 pmLast weekend, the boyfriend and I had some friends over for a Birthday BBQ. ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
dietcokehed made this super cool cake for me. She rocks!
All my best Chico buds were present as well as my home girl from Fresno. I was showered with cool gifts - sugar scrubs and body butter, magical rings that deflect rotten co-workers, some Old Rasputin Russian Imperial Stout and a gift card to buy art supplies.
I've never seen the boyfriend drink more than a couple beers, but the night of my Birthday BBQ he decided to really tie one on. At one point our toilet flusher broke and I dragged him to bathroom to see if he could fix it. He actually said to me, and I quote: "I'm too inebriated right now to fix this toilet, but I need you to get me another beer."
After everyone left, I was cleaning up a bit and the boyfriend kept pawing at me and acting really obnoxious. I was forced to treat him like a two-year old child. "You get to bed right now, Mister, or I'm calling the police!" I threatened. He mocked me by dropping his pants, hiking up his boxer briefs practically to his nipples and dancing around like homosexual retarded child in an ice cream store. I finally got him to bed by threatening to take pictures of him and posting them here in my lj.
dietcokehed made this super cool cake for me. She rocks! All my best Chico buds were present as well as my home girl from Fresno. I was showered with cool gifts - sugar scrubs and body butter, magical rings that deflect rotten co-workers, some Old Rasputin Russian Imperial Stout and a gift card to buy art supplies.
I've never seen the boyfriend drink more than a couple beers, but the night of my Birthday BBQ he decided to really tie one on. At one point our toilet flusher broke and I dragged him to bathroom to see if he could fix it. He actually said to me, and I quote: "I'm too inebriated right now to fix this toilet, but I need you to get me another beer."
After everyone left, I was cleaning up a bit and the boyfriend kept pawing at me and acting really obnoxious. I was forced to treat him like a two-year old child. "You get to bed right now, Mister, or I'm calling the police!" I threatened. He mocked me by dropping his pants, hiking up his boxer briefs practically to his nipples and dancing around like homosexual retarded child in an ice cream store. I finally got him to bed by threatening to take pictures of him and posting them here in my lj.
