I told y’all it was chaotic while the girls were here and I told you it got crazy. My “big” girls are grown and with grown children comes crazy adventures. Bry is 23 and although Paetyn is only 18, her boyfriend, CJ, is 21. They brought the wild with them and here’s where our story begins.
Night 2 of our visit got a little out of control. CJ is a hot mess. He’s probably one of the funniest people I’ve ever met in my life, one of the ones I can count on one hand kind of funny. He had us all in stitches the whole trip but night 2 might win the prize.
He wanted us to drink together after the babies went to sleep. He wanted to “party” with his future in-laws (oh my stars!). And so this young man headed to the store. No one could have ever imagined what he would come back with. King Cobra. No lie! Who does that? CJ does and he thought he was oh-so-funny and no one could disagree. But, heaven help me, they actually popped those tops. They started drinking this nightmare of a beer. And it hit them…hard!
Next thing you hear? CJ: “I’ve been snake bit, and it feels good!”. Then the others (other than the 18 year old because momma don’t play that shit) followed suit. There were “ssssss” noises throughout my household and oddly posed fingers in the form of a snake bite I suppose. Yes, I laughed. Who wouldn’t?
It went on for hours until the snake bite literally bit their asses. I have videos of CJ’s “goodies” (shush, it’s not as dirty as it sounds…he had a fondness for his male boobies this night to the tune of Colt 45 and 2 Zig Zags or some such hysterical nonsense that started at Walmart where I might have…or might not have…said shiz nitz to my girls in some Snoop Dog sort of rave).
And unfortunately, or fortunately, it didn’t stop that night. They did this again on New Year’s Eve and so the phrase “Snake Til You Die” or STYD was born and this phrase, and ridiculous hand motion, will forever live in our family. We are a pitiful bunch.
Don’t judge! We have fun and these memories (or lack there of) will only serve to strengthen our bond. Life is good. Enjoy it and remember that the silliest of evenings can cause life-long memories that will lead to life-long giggles. And never forget to STYD or whatever else makes you smile!