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So, the only question is, which was better? The Pats victory or the boob? The victory was worth shrieking about. The boob was hilarious. It's a tossup.
Anyway. Had a lovely time with Amanda in Bangor. Hung out with her and her friends and went bowling and bought way too many movies. I bought Friday the 13th part IV: Big Fat Lying Subtitle, Moulin Rouge (which I somehow didn't own yet), River's Edge, and Tape, which I picked up used for four bucks. Then I asked Amanda to buy me Labyrinth for my birthday present, which she did, so that knocks another movie off the "Have It On Tape And Need The DVD" list. And I got Amanda to watch Willard and she liked it, which was especially cool since I wasn't sure while we were watching it whether she did or not - she was doing a lot of cringing and squirming. But she did, and she plans to buy it. =D
We invented the following Pirates drinking game:
One sip when:
* Someone says "Captain"
* Someone says the name of a ship (any ship)
* Elizabeth screams/whispers/cries "Will!"
One shot (of rum, of course) when:
* Captain Jack arrives - he must be greeted properly!
* Someone sings That Song
Special Rules:
* When Jack chugs down his rum at the bonfire, chug along with him.
* When Jack says, "Drink up me hearties, yo ho!" at the end, finish what you've got.
We attempted to play, but we didn't get started until one in the morning and we were very tired, so we struggled along for an hour before we gave up and went to bed.
Last night, we went to a Super Bowl party. Amanda, instigator that she is, wore her Broncos jersey (counteracting it with a Patriots visor), and I did my best with my Boston cap and Varitek t-shirt. Patriots, Red Sox . . . same difference . . . everyone seemed to understand. Even though I don't care much about football, man that was awesome. I was in there screaming with everyone else, and then the jumping up and down at the end - sweeeeeet. There was a minute there, though, where those of us who follow the Sox were expecting Aaron Boone to show up and win the game for the Panthers.
As for the boob, I think the best part is that only the girls were watching the halftime show; the boys were in the kitchen eating and they missed it. >=D "GUESS WHAT YOU MISSED!" Bwahahaha.
Anyway. Had a lovely time with Amanda in Bangor. Hung out with her and her friends and went bowling and bought way too many movies. I bought Friday the 13th part IV: Big Fat Lying Subtitle, Moulin Rouge (which I somehow didn't own yet), River's Edge, and Tape, which I picked up used for four bucks. Then I asked Amanda to buy me Labyrinth for my birthday present, which she did, so that knocks another movie off the "Have It On Tape And Need The DVD" list. And I got Amanda to watch Willard and she liked it, which was especially cool since I wasn't sure while we were watching it whether she did or not - she was doing a lot of cringing and squirming. But she did, and she plans to buy it. =D
We invented the following Pirates drinking game:
One sip when:
* Someone says "Captain"
* Someone says the name of a ship (any ship)
* Elizabeth screams/whispers/cries "Will!"
One shot (of rum, of course) when:
* Captain Jack arrives - he must be greeted properly!
* Someone sings That Song
Special Rules:
* When Jack chugs down his rum at the bonfire, chug along with him.
* When Jack says, "Drink up me hearties, yo ho!" at the end, finish what you've got.
We attempted to play, but we didn't get started until one in the morning and we were very tired, so we struggled along for an hour before we gave up and went to bed.
Last night, we went to a Super Bowl party. Amanda, instigator that she is, wore her Broncos jersey (counteracting it with a Patriots visor), and I did my best with my Boston cap and Varitek t-shirt. Patriots, Red Sox . . . same difference . . . everyone seemed to understand. Even though I don't care much about football, man that was awesome. I was in there screaming with everyone else, and then the jumping up and down at the end - sweeeeeet. There was a minute there, though, where those of us who follow the Sox were expecting Aaron Boone to show up and win the game for the Panthers.
As for the boob, I think the best part is that only the girls were watching the halftime show; the boys were in the kitchen eating and they missed it. >=D "GUESS WHAT YOU MISSED!" Bwahahaha.
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Do you mind if I add this post to my list of memories so that I can play it later?
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~Hoedogg