So I have a weird one cause of all my crazy adventures and my crazy party’s this one is kinda tame but meant the most to me. Ok so this was a few years back when the third sg book came out. I live in Salem and since @missy started it all in Portland there was a book signing and then an after party at a bar. Now I had just got my sg tattoo and deco that since sg helped me find like minded people I was gonna go to the after party. At this time I didn’t drive so I talked a coworker into taking me up to Portland and getting my book signed. So I miss read the post and thought the book signing was two parts one all ages and one +21 over at a bar. So I showed up at the bar with my book and quickly realized that I had messed up. My friend decided we should have a drink before hitting voodoo and heading home. So as where sitting there having a few drink laughing out how dump I am. @toxic sits doyen with @bully at the next table and after a few minutes sees my tattoo and ask if I made it to the book signing. I explained how I had messed up and she grabs my. Ok and says I’ll be right back. I start to drink heavily since I’m not driving and I’m super nervous while talking to bully who is one of my all time favorite models. And has been since the first book. I processed to get super drunk. Thank the gods that as I’m hitting blackout level toxic returns with my book and tells me she got it signed by all the girls there. My friend who knew me well enough to know it was time for me to stop and get some rest takes me to voodoo. Now the rest of this eeek is from what I’ve been told cause last think I remember was walking to the car. Apparently we got in the car and she asked if I was gonna look at the book which I replied I’m to drunck to look at naked bitchs🤦🏼♂️ And passed out. She drove to voodoo and woke me long enough to aske if I want my normal bacon eclairs. In yet another moment of drunk dumb ass I respond I don’t even like beacon. I woke one more time from my blackout to puke. I awoke the next day with a note pinned to my chest and cuddling a half crushed box of voodoo with all the doubts crushed. The note read I have your book and you won’t see it tell you clean the puke off the side of my car and the passenger seatbelt. And my wallpaper on my phone showing the pic of said car. Probably the closest I’ve come to alcohol Poisoning and everyone got told of the story. Still one of my favorite weekends. Also upon reading the comments left in the book came to realize even rhe most beautiful woman on the planet are just people. Thank you to all the girls that signed my book that night and made for a great memory