just another reason I deserve to go straight to hell:
I stuffed more than twice the amount of money into a stripper's underpants than I put in the offering plate this week...
Perhaps Lent will be good for me this season. 
I have to say, this is the first time I actually found the stripper attractive.
These photos might look shady, but really we are just playing a game
the ol' get-the-dollars-I-have-in-my-bra-out-with-your-teeth game. I think he kinda bit me... but I liked it.
I took a bunch of photos of everyone at the bachelorette party, but they are all kind of the same. In this one, you can see what he looks like a bit. Apparently he is a Vet student and this was his first appearance. One of the family members works there and talked him into it. I'm sure that violates ALL sorts of sexual harassment laws with the state. ha ha ha. He did a pretty good job until he took one of the girls in the back for a "private show." What the hell kind of shadiness is that!?
There is NO champagne room in Granny's house!
And even if there were.... I'm not sure if he's heard, but:
THERE IS NO SEX IN THE CHAMPAGNE ROOM!
AND the bastard tried to eat my cake. I wasn't trying to have you on my cake, stripper!
this might be one of the funniest photos I've ever seen. I will treasure it forever. That is a horse whip in his mouth, btw (you know, vet school)
Oh yeah, and I got highlights
Lust, vanity, gluttony, drunken carousing, these are just a few of the things I accomplished this weekend.



















