LMAO

So I have gotten a few kudos on my last post, ha ha. I guess it was pretty obvious who I was talking about, Oops.
Oh well time to move on.
So apparently the cops got called on us the other night. Some of us were attending Alise T'Kill's birthday party and the neighbors called the cops because of the noise. The party was loud all around, music was playing extremely loud in the house, and loud outside of the house. Oddly it was my MP3 player that was running because my girls, especially when they are drinking have a certain affection for a particular song that I happened to have. The host of the party told me to leave it plugged in, any music was fine and I warned him, I have a love for music most people hate, but he said he didn't care, and requested I turn it up as loud as it would go. He later told me and several other of us that our "Weird loud derby music" was what got the cops called, that and our giggling.
Oh my.
I'm sorry you were offended by the some of the music on there, but I did offer to turn it off, and you did play the same Nickelback cd 3 times in a row and I was very polite about despite the urge to take a gun to the stereo.

Anyway. That is not the only complaint we got this weekend. We were bagging groceries at a local store and someone complained about us because we were adults. So now only kids can go in and bag groceries for donations. It's a shame that 1 or 2 people complaining out of the hundreds of people served, chatted with, and joked around with got their way.
I understand we're adults. But that's the thing, we are adults. We have jobs and bills to pay and families to support. Instead of hiding bottles of rum in the toilet bowl to sip on and help us cope with our day, we have taken up a sport. And to continue with this sport we need to practice. Practice space costs anywhere from $150-$600/week. And none of us have this kind of money to give out of pocket. So we search for ways to get money. Raffles, auctions, carwashes, and bagging groceries. I don't understand why the rude bitter people always get there way.
I will leave all of you with the song so loved by drunken derby girls in most places sometimes.
Enjoy!