girl behaving badly?

had "family dinner" this evening. in other words, me and a bunch of guys. my dad; my two brothers; dave's friend alex and jon's two friends (did not catch their names but they are having a sleepover tonight over at the one's house.) before dinner we somehow got to talking about something morbid, so someone suggested we talk about something less serious. okay, let's talk about farts!
you know, that is one of the topics (and i will only admit it here) that i think is guaranteed to get me laughing no matter what mood i am in. i will have to put it to the test at a later time. alex thought this was a dumb idea. but then i told the story about how last week at the gym i farted in the shower thinking it was only going to be a little one but it ended up echoing throughout the whole shower area. luckily it was 21:00 and i was the only one in there. i giggled. then of course alex becomes engaged with the conversation and says ha i like the helicopter ones! which naturally led to my brother and i making fart noises with our hands and arms and mouths. yes, a truly enlightening conversation.

oh and then we had dinner in the dining room.

the boys convinced me to be their designated driver. so, i drove them to the first bar. david insisted i meet his boss or someone, who also happens to be named dave. it is apparent that my brother idolizes him. from what he had told me i had this image of a tall, dark, handsome, model-esque young man in my head. well he was dark. but not tall. and i didn't find him handsome, because his eyebrows have the shape of someone who has spent many calories lying and/or bullshitting. not that he's a bad guy; i had fun trying to unravel his arguments. he was trying to convince me that i should stay with them until 3am. and that i should drink more to have more fun! riiiight. then he goes on and on about how he gives people good advice... tbc...