Pickwick Preparations:
May 31st, 2012 11:02 AM via Facebook Chat
"I think we should shoot a Call Me Maybe video??" -J Money
"YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS" -Me
"It'll be unforgettable..we'll definitely have to be good an tipsayy so that we can perform at our best." -J Money
May 31st, 2012 5:00 PM Momma Hen and the neighbor's liquor requests:
1 case Butternut Chardonnay
2 Bottles Skyy Vodka
1 Bottle Absolut Vodka
1 Bottle Dewers
2 more bottles Butternut Vodka
1 case random bottles of Chardonnay and Pinot Grigio
1 box Franzia White Zin (SICK)
Total on Honey's Debit Card: $555.16
May 31st, 2012 9:35 PM Phone call from Momma Hen:
"Ok, so I'm making crab dip, spinach dip, potato salad, and deviled eggs. I know they're your favorite." -Momma Hen
"Thanks, Mom. You don't have to do all that." -Me
"Hmmm should I wait and let you do the eggs? You're the best at deviled eggs. Don't you like them sweet? You know my potato salad isn't sweet." -Momma Hen
"Mom, it's fine. I'll like whatever you make." -Me
"How do you make them sweet?" -Momma Hen
"Relish." -Me
"Oh, sweet relish. I just can't wait to see you." -Momma Hen
"Yes." -Me
"Oh, and I have a huge pig roastin' up right now too. And turkey and ham and sandwich meat. Think that'll be enough? Can you leave tonight? Like, skip work tomorrow?" -Momma Hen
"No, Mom." -Me
June 1st, 2012 8:04 AM via text
"How many bottles of champs should I get?" -C-Baby
"Hmmmm two more than you think. That's good logic." -Me
"That is good logic. 10 it is. See what I did there? Added another. Because I LOVE it." -C-Baby
June 1st, 2012 9:51 AM via text
"My alert on my phone just went off and said Pickwick shit show in 10 minutes." -Felix
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| See...I'm Ke$ha |
Birthday Cake-Rihanna
Call Me Maybe-Carley Rae Jepson (Haterz gone hate)
Boyfriend-The Beebs (I'll be ya girlfran)
Around My Way-Lupe
Beez In The Trap-Nicki
Wobble-W.I.C. (This is for Mistletoe)
TiK ToK-Ke$ha (I am Ke$ha. Pickwick make$ me become her. $eriou$ly)
Tongue Tied-Grouplove (Momma Hen's fave song)
Ready to get burnt, get drunk, get full on pig, get on a boat, and get somma that Freddy T's stank on me.
Holla at a playa.
Honey
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