LaTigresse -> RE: OMG (9/2/2006 7:01:11 AM)
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My ever so delightful and large family used to have a definition for my level of tipsiness. Years ago my brother and his wife rented this HUGE old farm house out in the middle of nowhere (more nowhere than I live now even!) and we used to have "Margarita Party at the Farm" a few times a year. We always had one on NewYearsEve and went for a horseback ride to scare the neighbours at midnight. 1-3 people per horse, some getting thrown off, usually falling off....not a pretty site. Many bedrooms and beds meant plenty of space for drunk bodies to crash. It had a huge kitchen for a big table for the adults to sit around playing cards. We would all bring lots of food, usually a pony keg of beer and ALOT of ingredients for margaritas.( I have found that I can drink many many margaritas, lord help the company if they are made with mescal though.....holy shit ) The party usually started around 1 or 2 in the afternoon. and would last a good 12 - 14 hours. At a certain point the card game would turn into something less complicated like.......spoons. Anyway my tipsy metre involved something like......more talkative, giggly, squinty eyed, then towards the end very quiet and sitting more slouched down in my chair, then......"where's LeeAnn?" I would have just dissappeared off to bed and been sound asleep. I am not much of a party animal to say the least.
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