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Stupid Fallout Boy

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STUPID FALLOUT BOY

 

#DailyMischief

 

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When M.C. Nugget and I met, I like to think the way it happened was kismet. He was at the pier for a Thursday night concert and KABLAMO there was a surprise concert by FALLOUT BOY. He called his best friends, (one of which I happened to know) who promptly hightailed it to the pier. As these things go, surprise concerts by such big time artists as Fallout Boy don’t just happen. The guys don’t sit around commiserating like “hey, let’s go surprise the shit out of the people in Santa Monica this Thursday,” no. Victoria’s Secret was having a big PINK party (that’s one of their clothing lines), chock-full-o models, free drinks and a pink carpet — and they brought Fallout Boy with them. They’re so nice.

By the time I was able to maneuver my way to the pier at my friend’s invitation, Nuggie (and my friends) had taken full advantage of the hosted bar. For about two hours.

Our stories differ a bit here, because mine is right (well— pffff — I was the sober one), but basically Nuggie was standing on a picnic table swinging the purse of my friend. She came up to me, and over her shoulder introduced Nuggie and I, then said to me “Let’s go watch the band!” I turned to Nuggie who was smiling and swinging that purse and said, “Would you mind holding mine for a sec”? MISTAKE.

He laughed as he said Step back! I don’t hold purses for anyone.

But, you’re holding Lucy’s… I started…

That’s only because SHE got me IN HERE.

Ahhh… someone who knew which side the bread was buttered on…

It was love, I tell ya.

You know… that pull-my-hair, then tell-on-me-to-the-teacher kind of love.

One thing is definitely true – after many more cocktails and several games of Wii Bowling into the wee hours of the morning… I was kinda smitten, and at the very least I knew I’d found a cool new friend.

And how fun was it to sneak in to a free FALLOUT BOY concert?

Now every time either Nuggie or I get too mushy with each other, one or both of us will say it:

Fallout Boy

STUPID FALLOUT BOY.

 

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When it is time to consult a higher power

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This morning M.C. Nugget and I got up, and jumped into the day. Last night we went to the Santa Monica Pier’s Twilight Concert to hear Trombone Shorty from New Orleans.

Somehow I managed to pose for this decent photo.

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After a great evening with friends, I woke up this morning feeling pretty playful.

At about 10 AM, after I’d already unleashed a can of cool on Twitter and Facebook, and any other place that would listen, Nuggie announced he was off to the gym to get in a quick workout, among other things. This could have ruined my day. I love working out, but my schedule is totally WRECKED since my hormones finally kicked in, and I wasn’t sure if I could make a workout happen today.

When he first said he was going to the gym, I immediately said, “I would LOVE to workout!” I looked up and to the right and contemplated my day, when I realized I was inadvertently holding my breasts.

I don’t know what you are envisioning in this moment, but it’s not what you think.

It’s like my hands were just… on them while I thought about it.

I immediately realized what I was doing, and you guys, this is where it gets brilliant!

Without blinking an eye, I kept my hands where they were and kept my gaze up and to the right as I squeezed them just a little and said, “Let me consult the boobies.”

Admit it: Boobies could be considered a higher power in MANY situations.

Still… M.C. hasn’t been the same since.