Wednesday, March 26, 2008

Alright Alright Already

As part of the experience of living in a small town, in Montana, in the middle of nowhere, Stephan has insisted I tell this story. He's retold it locally dozens of times and it's created quite a reputation in town. Here goes:

About 2 months ago we were at the Plevna Bar relaxing. We ended up sitting with the mayor of Plevna, and the son of the fire chief (this is one reason why the story got around so quickly). It was one of those nights when a friend comes up and buys you a drink, so you buy them one in return, and then someone else buys you a round, and then you get the next round, etc. etc. BUT, when Stephan and I go out, we drink doubles- that's essentially two drinks in one tall glass.

It's 11:30 and Stephan thinks that he's a little buzzed, and since I've been going drink for drink with him, I'm probably not in a good way...

Him: Hey wife, what do you think we get out of here soon?

Me: (famous last words) Are we here to drink or what you p***y?

Mayor: (sitting in stunned silence for a moment) She just called you out.

Fire Chief's Son: Another round over here!

At 2am we walked home.

At 3am I was done throwing up.

Stephan was at a fire department training the next morning and people kept asking him "how's Anna?". Apparently the story had already circulated. The answer, of course, was that I was sitting on the couch squinting at the tv, watching Lord of the Rings, with all the special features so I wouldn't have to get up to change the DVD. Once in a while, at the bar, someone will walk up to me and ask, "You drinking or what?" Yeah. Thanks.

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