Beerster Egg Hunt 2007

the actual hunt was an overly casual affair. most of the beers were hidden straight into our bellys. Chris pirated some decorative feathers to adorn his crotch and dubbed himself "Poke-a-hotass". i immediately copied his brilliance and became "Ger-on-a-ho". Crissy took a bow as the newly crowned "Dances with Cock". we managed to track down some some chocolate lip gloss and bon bon nail polish in the weeds, got properly liquored up, and started a small but necessary fire in an old wash tub. After some carefully inappropriate sex jokes, it was off to the Bermuda Triangle. HiLo club included a very rare tour of the 'secret' tunnel. across the street, Edna had me change a keg of coors just before i pretended to be Crissy's brother to defend her against Ol' Man Lecher. finally headed over to Sidecar where the flirtations reached such a frenzy that everyone actually had to switch places at the booth to nuzzle and/or avoid their Easter conquest. Chris got me safely home where i ended up in a four-way with a Zima Citrus, my appendage-free mannequin, and a giant Easter Bunny head (thanks Renee, Todd, and Jeffrey). i eventually ended up with just the one perfect Easter date by chugging the Zima and putting the bunny head on the mannequin. oh Jesus, literally.