So here are the photos from our long, wild day. Be sure and read the final paragraphs below and let me know your thoughts. :)
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| Great Dane painted like Mike The Tiger. Wish I could've gotten a better shot, but I saw him pass by too late. |
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| Another quickie resulting in a blurry shot, but you get the idea. |
After the tailgate party, my friends talked me into going to a college bar with them. Really, I had no choice since they were my ride. :/ Our group included two girls in their 20s and three of us in our 50s. I almost wish I had been drinking to lessen the impact of the antics I witnessed. College boys have become much bolder since the 70s & 80s. Tattooed butt cheeks and ripped shorts exposing underwear were highlights of the evening, as were vulgar language and mimicking certain "activities"--a demonstration to us Cougars what we're missing. Not!
Listen to me, I sound like the old person I've apparently become! Being inebriated would've lessened the impact assaulting my senses, but I chose not to go there, and although I probably appeared like an uptight granny, I didn't do anything that went against my principles. Well, I might have let go a chuckle here and there. My friends are quite fun and funny.
I did pray for the boys and myself the next morning like a good Catholic. Don't get me wrong, the tailgate party was a lot of fun and I'm glad we were included, but I'm SO over the whole bar scene. Have you ever been placed in an uncomfortable situation like that? Inquiring minds want to know. Hee.
