Denied…. but for real this time

Happy Birthday Pierre! Whooop! Whoooop! Time to enjoy.

Punch fountain set up, red glad wrap over the lights, Ed the DJ set up in the corner, snacks out and we were ready to partay like it was 2009!

So enjoying a few drops and welcoming in the guests, I notice this cute girl walk in. But talking to someone else I don’t head over for a bit. When I go say hi, she’s like “Hey I know you”! I was standing there thinking “No you don’t. I’m from New Zealand”? Then she busts out with, “You’re that guy from the ferry!” Holy crap! It is her. It’s the fit girl from the ferry! What are the chances?

Awesome, you may be thinking? Enjoy, may have enetered your mind. But no. Sadly it was about now that my testicles rode so high up into my body that they took on the role of ovaries (no offence ladies) and I became quite the girl. I blame the punch.

Anyway, to make a long and embarrassing story for me short, i slept alone and now have to put up with constant ribbing from Pierre till the end of my days for not going there. For not even truly trying to go there. Maybe 25 chicks to 10 guys at this party, a number telling Pierre and his sis they likes me, and me chasing only one of them in a manner sure to make others question my sexuality for years to come.

Mmmm, fun times.