Gratuitous Wedding Shot of the Day

Today’s GWSotD is a little scandalous – as in I hope Cleveland or Vegas PD can’t somehow write me a ticket for any of this.  Do I forfeit the right to “plead the fifth” if I blog about it?

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Put this country girl in the “big city” with a few (too many) barley pops in her, and things get a little wild.  I haven’t been arrested or broken anything yet, but that’s probably just a matter of time.

I’m banking on the cop being too impressed by my drunk acrobatic skills to really want to do anything about it though ;)

 

Previous climbing escapades :

 

Yes, I had a pixie cut.  I liked it but the next two years of growing it out were absollute hell.  Also, don’t worry about the exposed bum – I was with my college softball team so it was just a bunch of lesbians looking up my skirt. 

No big.

Sarah OUaL

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18 thoughts on “Gratuitous Wedding Shot of the Day

  1. Of all the things to have as your thing you pick the one that a drunk person should not do. I can’t believe you climbed on Sig & Roys faces, I mean hello have some respect! :-)
    Maybe this will start a new fad like planking!

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  3. Bahahah I’m late on this. I’m also forced to behave this weekend.. my boyfriend is on your coast and my little brother is here. I don’t climb things, but I do have a tendency to jump into fountains for photos.. I brought Alyssa with me in one a couple months ago and she liked it.

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