Trailor Trashin’ Hoe Down
Okay…I’m a little scared at how much all my friends enjoy pretending to be white trash. Hehe…Jay and I went to my friend Lisa’s “Trailer Trashin’ Hoe Down” out in map(Rosharon|Rosharon, TX) (which is located about half-way between Alvin and Angleton…it’s so small, it doesn’t seem to be on the map!) on Saturday night, and let me tell you, it was a real experience. There was a birthday cake of towering Twinkies and Ho-hos, cheeze-whiz and spam galore, and even an expandable plastic camp jug full of the most potent, Robitussin-like jungle juice ever. And were the guests ever caught up in the act. There were fake tattoos and country hick accents all around. I really felt like a trip to the local Wal-mart was the only thing that would have made the evening more complete. And trust me, I’ve been to the Wal-mart in Alvin; we would have fit right in!
Check out the pics here.




Speaker for the Dead (Ender’s Saga, #2)
March 25th, 2005 at 10:23 am
When you’re that close to Alvin…
You don’t have to pretend.
=]
March 25th, 2005 at 10:26 am
Yet…
There is no way to express the abject terror that I felt looking at those pictures.
March 26th, 2005 at 12:25 pm
Yeah, it was pretty scary.
Although the ride home in the rain, and pitch black country roads was pretty scary also.