Ugh, can I have some new eye balls? Mine hurt. Kerry came by to pick up some stuff from the party. We recapped what we could remember from our trip to emergency. Lucky for us, hubby to be was in the waiting room filling out forms (we were too drunk) so he did not see most of our debauchery. Now mind you, kerry had on a necklace made of plastic penis's. Mardi gras type necklace, only with penis & balls. We are both blurry eyed and she's weaving. The nurse was trying to take all the information, her back was to kerry while she was talking to me. Getting all the information on the vicious dog that I have (senile and full of gas is more like it......the dog, not the nurse). Kerry starts making rude gestures with her tounge & fingers. I fail at keeping a straight face, we both start cracking up and Nurse Wratchet turns to see what Kerry is doing. We have to go to a different room to get the stitches, but Kerry has to go to the bathroom. Husband to be tells me to go with her, so she does not leave. Leave? Where the hell can she go? You took our purses from us! We get lost of course trying to find the bathroom and once we do get in there........oh brother. I didn't think we could laugh any harder or get any ruder. I could tell by the look on hubby to be that I think the whole wing heard us. Oh well, I bet we spiced up their night!