Myrtle Beach Is Crazy

A whole bunch of us went to Myrtle Beach for Megan's birthday last weekend. She booked a great hotel suite for us to stay in and her parents set us up with a great party at Club Kryptonite. But here's what happened from the beginning:

I got off work a little late on Friday (I was helping set up for the monthy movie and pizza party that the young adult department puts together... they were showing I Am Legend). After I got off work, I went to pick up TJ and Mel and we all met up with Eddie at his place. Once we were all loaded up, we drove to Myrtle. We chilled with the girls at the hotel for a while, got all dressed up, and then we all caught cabs to Club Kryptonite. The party was jumpin off early there, and we closed it down at 4 am. Lots of funny stories from the club that could potentially embarass nearly everyone we went with. Most are not suitable for internet publication, so I'll drop a few hillarious keywords to whet your immagination: jorts, hardcore public makeout, multiple bathroom vomits, impromtu dance moves, tequilla as a mixer... etc. Let's just say we were way overdressed for some of the shit we were pulling. Once back at the hotel, we had to deal with some security guard and a splash of bigotry, but we brushed that shit off and went to bed.

The next day we got up way to early after a 6 am bedtime and got some breakfast at a dingy buffet across from the hotel after laughing about what happened the night before. Megan got outed for once having a DCDCO and everyone did their best to not take their embarassing antics from the previous night too seriously. Then Eddie rode back to Charleston to get some studying done. Ryan, TJ, Mel, Alex and I all went down to the beach to boot the ball for a while and then we all went swimming and cooled out on the outdoor tip. I took a nap while most everyone else went to play miniature golf, and then Alex, TJ, Mel and I rode back home to sleep for two days straight.

Great weekend. Fowler certainly knows how to DIBIOE.