Birthday Weekend Part One – Sailors
Yay special balloons, good. roses.
Ms P made my entire b-day week with this incredible drawing of my room! Isn’t she a cutie for including the Bourke St sign and making me look really skinny!
For my birthday I also got one, two, three…four, five…
….six, seven, eight…nine, ten…one hundred and eighty two seamen…
And one creepy yet unbelievably lovably high school friend…
Friday night the Noosa Queens collaborated with the Dirthouse Queens to go fishing for sailors. But this was not before we took some super hot selfies.
To be honest the night wasn’t the same after a woman in the bottle shop told us that sailors had the highest rate of STI in the world.
But you can’t catch herpes from talking right?
Or rubbing each others inner thighs?
I remained relatively sober throughout the night because there was no way I was going to be hung over for my birthday party.
Now thats a night I won’t be forgetting any time soon!