That was faaantastic!

Well, I'm back and I had a GREAT time in Regina! But as the rule goes, 'what happens on the road, stays on the road' so I'm not going to disclose too much information about the trouble I got into....maybe some pics though...

Here are my room buddies, I'm the best person to sleep with cause I don't move at all...so if you want someone to spoon you, I'm not the person (cause we all know that spooning leads to forking...)

And I guess I'll just do a synopsis of some of the ongoings.

Got beat by the 'chicks with dicks': Knocked out of the tournament by this team who I swear were guys...or chicks on serious roids...'Box tags' became 'box checks' in this game cause we were sure they had some junk tucked away in there. We played this game really well though considering, too bad, maybe next year :)

Stupid guy at bar: "I want to fuck you"...is not a good pick up line...neither is "show me your boobs", I'll just look at you like you're a moron.

Truck with fun sayings: We actually hung out with these guys a bit...just cause their truck was ridiculous. They had "got throat yogurt" on the front window, "Honk if your horny" with a cell phone number on the back and this saying on the side window.
The funniest part was that I ended up knowing one of the guys that was with this group...he's a good handball buddy of mine.

My girl Connell: One of my best friends moved to Regina (she was in charge of opening and closing ceremonies of this years Canada Games) and I got a chance to shake it with her on Saturday nite! We were also supposed to hang out on Sunday...but I don't remember much after 6:00 on sunday...She's comin to the Peg this saturday though and were gonna be ridiculous!

Who loves kitty?: I have this hoodie that has cat ears so I was walking around saying this apparently...

Get Bombed for Bombers: I made my team join in on this stupid drinking game that I called 'get bombed for bombers'...the rules were simple, hear the word "bombers" take a drink..they get a touch down...finish existing drink. We then added 'when the Punty McPunt punts the ball, take a drink' (I lovingly called the punter Punty McPunt cause he seems to be the only one who showed up to play that day...really, what team punts the ball 7 times in the first quarter?!? Geez! Oh, and my personal favorite...1st down at the 5 yard line and you can't fackin score?!?!)

Pole dancing with my coaches: Me, our rusher and our two coaches (who are both well over 6'4) all up on some little stage pole dancing...we decided that whatever new play we come up with next will be named 'pole'.

Drunken Wrestling: Anyone who knows me knows I love to play fight...By half time, I had drank half a liter of Gin, the Bombers were Bombing so I thought it was time to fight everyone. And this morning I have bruises that I cannot blame on football....

And I'm not drinking!....Till Saturday...