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Through the looking glass: or what I found in Fenton's vagina
Five ones! Pretty neat.
So I met up with the legend herself and the Babbs' family for dinner. The twins are adorable, and Babbs' girls are super cute too! They are little entertainers for sure. Fenton kept asking to take one home. After Mr. Babbs' took the kids home, the three of us headed off to the bar.
Fenton is bendy.
After a little coaxing and the promise of a shot, she made the bull her ***.
The bull won.
We were quite the spectacle at the bar. Look at the people laughing behind us. People with fanny packs think we are funny!
We made her take shots.
She doesn't know it yet, but she's my new bestie. A total cheesedick took a liking to me and wouldn't take "no, I'm happily married" for an answer. In what he thought was an impressive move, he told Babbs that he'd been with Sandra Bullock (so I should be flattered?). Gee, I've been dying to be two degrees from Sandy, so that's a selling point. He kept approaching us and finally dropped his business card, in case I wanted to f*ck or whatevs.
Fent snatched that thing up, saw that he had a STL area code, and pulled out her celly. He didn't think she'd actually call him, but when his phone buzzed to tell him he had voicemail, he skittered off pretty quick. I'm not sure how many messages he had on his personal voicemail of her screaming "FALL OFF SH*T!!!" and the like, but I'm guessing the secretary that clears the main line voicemails had quite the laugh the next day. I'm guessing his dreams of being a Republican senator from California could be singlehandedly crushed by her tenacity.
We might even be considered sisterwives in some states.
Then she molested a statue. The end.
Ready to rumble.
Re: Through the looking glass: or what I found in Fenton's vagina
I bet her FUPA's name is Shane, like the gunslinger/drifter of literature.--HappyTummy
awesome, awesome pictures!!! You guys look like you had a blast!
(and you look fantabuloso, mama!)
We all were! Remember how much we laughed at Ho-down? Oh NEY...
I bet her FUPA's name is Shane, like the gunslinger/drifter of literature.--HappyTummy
I wanna meet you, too, Kristen! You look superfun.
I'm glad you got the full Fenton Experience you paid for.
Husbands should be like Kleenex: Soft, strong, and disposable.
looks like you all had a great time.
I want a Fenton experience!
I heard a rumor there was video of the bullride.
I'm super jealous that she got to meet you and the twins!
"That chick wins at Penises, for sure." -- Fenton
I was just coming over here to see if you have uploaded the pictures! Love them:) What about the photoshoot from when you went to the bathroom, that was some of her best work!
Send me a linky to all the pictures when you get a chance:) I still have to upload mine, I will do that tonight and send you the link.
oh yes, cheesedick really loved you! Ha! I think he even said he could make you happier than your hubby:)
I had a blast, I wanted to go and meet up with her again last night, but I was so damn tired.
Savannah
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Baby Trail Blog
"Someday we will look at our babies and know it will be worth it. If it was easy, we would not have had our babies, the babies we were meant to have." From Amy052006
She molested a statue when with me too. There is no bronze safe from Fenton. Did she pass out at 8 or 8:30?
I wanna meet you too. And Bethie. And Buddha.
She kept us out until 1 AM. I had grand plans to go home by 11. But once I start drinking I become pretty irresponsible. And chatty.
Someday, Fallin. Someday. We should all meet somewhere in Southern Living's target demographic, the mid-south.
Yes. Yes. Yes. Let's have a Kristen, Fallin, Bethie, Buddha GTG and just call it a day.
P.S. I like to molest statues too. Just ask the Massachuslutts.
Did you guys go to Caddilac Ranch? We we're going to go there a few weeks ago but ended up at Mynt Martini instead. FAIL
::kicks dirt::