Well I was informed by Roger that my last post about New Year’s eve is insufficient, and he is disappointed. So here’s a more accurate description. We got a room at the Country Inn and Suites in Addison, so we could walk to bars and not have to drive. Addison claims they have more restaurants and bars per capita than any other city in the U.S. Roger and I got to the hotel about 1:00 pm but check-in wasn’t until 3, so we go to Chilli’s for food and a few beers, once we finally get checked in we decide to take a nap for a while. Finally wake up about 7 and have a few drinks, we brought two handles of Seagrams and a case of Shiner Light, then Josh and Collin show up and get there own room. We head to the Londoner and it’s dead, so we walk over to Duke’s Original roadhouse and it’s dead, but we stay there cause it’s early still. After a while we head back to the Londoner and it’s filling up and there is a cover now, but you get party favors and champagne at midnight. Some of the party favors are those party poppers that you pull the string and they shoot streamers while making a loud noise, all the while making the whole place smell like gunpowder. Well collin sneaks over to the entrance and grabs a whole box and pours them onto the table, probably about 50, and we pretty much get the party started. Lots of folks start showing up Kelly, Josh, Collin, Dan and Jennifer, Eddie and Karen, and Roger and I. Well since we don’t have to drive I switch from guinness to double jack and cokes. Some how we get on the subject of how Roger shaved his balls earlier and now everybody want to see them, including three girls at the next table, it took some coaxing, but he revealed the goods. Who knew that would be an icebreaker to chatting with the ladies at the next table. The night gets blurry at this point, but I’m just talking to everyone, and having a great time. Then some random ladies come up to me and Collin, and tell us that two of their friends don’t have any one to kiss at midnight, and we have to do it. The bar didn’t get all the champagne out by midnight but Josh had already ordered a round of Royal Fucks for everyone, so at the stroke of midnight we down the shots, Roger begins kissing every girl with in his reach. Collin and I give the kisses to the aforementioned girls, my girl wasn’t into it, just gave me a peck, but we didn’t even know each others names (still don’t). I don’t know how much time has elapsed but next thing I know Roger is walking around the bar with his penis sticking out of his pants, which didn’t really strike me as abnormal, actually. It took for ever to get a drink, I had my own tab, so eventually I just stayed at the bar and started talking to this gal named Vee, and her sister Val. Started buying them drinks, having a great time, she was cute too, so why she was talking to me I don’t know. Eventually the girl next to her did something to get Vee pissed, and they’re kinda being snotty, well Kelly walks up and Vee asks him to spit on her, he does, right in her hair, for a dollar. Nothing happened though, she was pissed but just took it, and walked away, weird, he should of got decked (<<----foreshadowing). At this time I have no idea where everyone is or what they're doing, but eventually they tell me to close the tab and head to the motel. Well, Vee wants to come with, no problem (except in hindsight), but she has to take her sister home first. Call me when you get back.
Stage 2 of the night, the hotel: The party at the hotel was in Josh and Collins room, because they got a smoking room. Apparently, they met a few british girls at the bar who go to Texas Tech, and invited them to the party. Well, Vee calls on the cell and she’s almost there, then Nic beeps in on the other line and she’s on her way over, well I totally forget about Vee. I don’t know how much time had passed but I went down stairs to see if Nic was here yet, when I notice a car just sitting there with the engine running, and it’s Vee, sound asleep. I don’t know what to do, so I go get Roger, who thinks it’s the funniest thing he’s ever seen. Well, I just let her sit there for a while, then finally jump in the car and tell her, in a nutshell, to go home. Nic finally shows up and we countinue partying, Roger at this point is in a third room with a girl, don’t know where she came from, but Roger found her. I decide to go look for him and walk into the hall, and Roger is walking down the hall with said girl, except her bra in on him (I’ll post pics). So they come party awile, then leave for some more alone time. Nic and I go back to our room for a while, and talk and drink, when Kelly bursts in all pissed and flustered. “I’m fucking leaving, fuck those bitches, fuck , fuck, fuck” What happened? “Those british bitches just started beating the crap out of me” What did you do? “I think I knocked one out of her chair, and they unloaded on me” Ok, you cool to drive? “I don’t give a fuck I gotta get out of here, can you guys get my hat back before you leave”. Well, we find out a few days later he said “Princess Di is a cunt” got hit a few times, hard, we’re talking closed fisted by three british chicks. “England Sucks” Crack, Crack , Crack. I’d say he deserved it, but a funny story. After that Nic and I pretty much have the whole room to ourself, Roger is with the girl and, Kelly went home. We stayed up until nine in the morning, actually went for a walk, ended falling asleep in each others arms.
The Morning: We all check out on time, and decide to go to Snuffer’s to eat. Roger’s gal is with him still, and after we eat she leaves and we pile into the Jeep, when Roger exclaimes “You know what’s funny, I don’t even remember her name.” What a guy. We head home after that, and Nic and I pretty much go to sleep, but Josh and Collin keep calling Roger to come drink some more, so he goes over there and drinks bloody marys. We wake up about Five-ish and decide to head to
Cape Buffalo bar, to have some beers and watch the Cowboys game, after that Nic went home and I did also. Great time in all, hope this is a satisfactory description, Roger. I’ll try to get pics up soon.