So, when my awesome friend John put me to bed for the evening, I thought it was just going to be another typical night in bldg 1476...you know, a few crickets chirping and some alarms going off every now and then. And, for the first couple of hours, that's exactly what the scene was. But, a few hours into the night, the C&A office turned into the P-A-R-T-Y office!! Let's just say that disco ball above Rick Quigley's desk was spinning like a wild top, and this place turned into party central. All the BLs (and I'm talking about the "Betta Ladies", not the "Biggest Losers") started making their way to my fishbowl and all I could think was, "Is that a dial tone I'm hearing...cause this place is OFF THE HOOK!!"
After a few shots of Ski (and, of course, buttercream icing), I passed out on the rocks in my bowl and the next thing I knew, John was coming back in the office waking my tired butt back up. I gave him that "you know what happened last night" look and he gave me that "Oh no you did not!!" look. But after we chatted for a minute, he told me that he totally understood what I was saying and he let me grab a few more Z's.
I'm just saying ya'll...if the BL's want to come back tonight, the disco ball will be rockin' and the music will be all the way up. I can't promise much, but I can promise some "buttercream" sweet time! Till next time...ya'll remember, "Ain't no party like a Buttercream party 'cause a Buttercream party don't stop!"
