Oh...sounds like fun TT!

I remember the slumber parties I went to. Sometimes we'd throw a couple blankets over the clothesline (outside) and a few more for a floor and we'd "sleep" out in the yard. Made it much easier for the boys to crash the party...lol! Once, several of my friends and I were down the shore. After a night on the boardwalk...and meeting some boys...we went back to our motel. All the girls had to share a room with my best friend's aunt. She was a drinker and was asleep when we got there. We sneaked a few boys in and played spin the bottle. There was a noise at the door and we realized the other adults were coming home and we made the boys leave. All but one made it out the window, and that poor guy had to sleep under the dusty bed, on the floor, all night long. In the morning, before the adults awoke, we got him out of there...lmfao!

At other parties...we played "pass-out". Someone holds you from the back, around your waist, as you breath in and out real fast. Then, as you take a deep breath, the person holding you squeezes tight and lifts your feet off the floor. You hold your breath and she squeezes and squeezes till you can't take anymore. Most times you'll pass out for a few seconds. At the very least, you'll see stars. Why did we think that was fun? Hmmmmmm...we were weird!

I don't pray TT...but I will send you my best wishes for the next few years, poor thang! LOL!

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