YES!!! It's blunk drogging time again (drunk blogging)!!!! I get so few opportunities to do this. In fact, from here on out I think I will leave all the typos in so you can laugh at my efforts. Starting NOW.

I had a math test tonight. I think I aced it, wit the exception of leaving a - (negative sighn) off a number thankyouverymuch. I caught the error AFTER I had turned in the test so that wasdisgusting to me but oh well. I'll take a 98 on a math test anyday.

Anyway - after the test, a coworker - who just happens to be taking the course with me - and I decided to go out for margaritas afterwards. Now - I never go out without my husband... we really do enjoy each ohter when we get the chance, but the opportunity arose and I grabbed it. I called my husband and told him I was going out for 'rita swirls and he was okay with it so BONUS!

My friend and I were sitting at the bar chatting. After a little while (2 drinks later) we were getting ready to go, when some guys decided to start putting the moves on us.

People - I've not had someone 'put the moves' on me in quite a while. It was ssooooooo funny. These guys tried to tell us that they were with the FBI and investigating a counterfeit ring. So I called their bluff. See, what they don't know is - I know who works there. I gave them the "oh really" reply complete with upraised eyebrows. When they continued to affirm this, my coworker was punching me in the back because she was trying not to laugh... she knows that I know they were full of shit, but they don't know that I KNOW they're full of shit. After I the "oh really" line.... I followed up with... "So who'se your SAC?" To which the mouthy one went "What's that mean?" and his friend goes "It means she's onto you and the jig is up. Back away from the chicks." But he didn't stop. After about 5 minutes of him continuing with the FBI crap, we started to leave, when he pulled out the tired old "Hey - don't I know you?" bit. I looked back at him to tell him.... "Sorry - don't know ya" when I realized that ummmm... "Yeah... I think you DO look familiar". (SHIT I HATE SMALL TOWNS) Then he said "HEY!! I've been to your house" and my reply ? "YOU PEED ON MY DOG!" because that's what this guy did. Turns out he's some guy that worked with my husband, and him and his wife came over once a while back. He did pee on our dog, but that's the LAST time he ever came over. (Cause he peed on my dog). He was also one of those people that are "close talkers". You know the kind. Seinfeld did an episode on it once. The kind that get right in your face to talk to you? So I told him... YES!! You peed on my dog and you're a CLOSE TALKER!!! Of course he denied it, while he's in my face. But I told him that's what he was. Cause I can. And I did.

So this guy that was blatantly HITTING on me, was a former co-worker of my husbands, and is actively seeking a job at the place I work. HAHAHHAHAHAHAAAAA!!!!!!

And that my friends, is why you can't do anything in a small town without everyone knowing about it. Because in the middle of all this.... without me knowing about it..... was my sister-in-law and brother-in-law at a different table watching. I had no frickin clue they were there. The only way I found out they were there was because I went to the bathroom and left my phone at the bar. My husband called to see how I was doing, and before my coworker friend could answer the phone, my brother-in-law jumped up... ran across the restaurant and answered it for me. LOL. So my husband was really surprised to hear my brother in law pick up the phone, but at least I had verification of the night's occurences through them.

OK> Off to bed now. need to drink water before sleeping though. Tequila headaches are the worst.