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HOMEDARK EYES AND A PENWORDS OF WISDOM

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SEPTEMBER 28, 2009...11:01 AM

“A Real Political Party”

Outfit of Choice

: The outfits varied. During the day, I was usually dressed tothe nines or in campaign clothes. When partying came (depending on the type of party), I was in jeans and an average t.

Code Names

: Too general to single anyone out– to be fair, the three groups I was with was CMU’s College Republicans, MSU’s College Republicans, andGrand Rapids Community College College Republicans.

Drink of Choice

: Whatever a minor can get away with from an open bar.

Decided Party Spot

: The bars located on main street on Mackinac Island.This blog is a little different, obviously by my “list introduction”, it is obvious thatI wasn’t at CMU or Mt. Pleasant at all, instead, I was in Mackinac Island. A certain Republican conference took place (it’s probably better I don’t give theconference title), and all College Republicans went for free to help campaign fordifferent candidates running for office solely in the state of Michigan.I’ve been a member of CMU’s College Republicans since last year. Not only do we help out with local candidates, we get to meet some pretty “big wigs” of thenational Republican party. Last year, in February, I attended the annualConservative Political Action Conference (CPAC) where I met my current boyfriend and really got to network a lot. College Republicans is a club of a greatgroup of kids. Yes, most of us are regular college partiers (without crossing theline too far), but all of us are good students with good morals from great families.Let’s just say that most of the bigger Republican events all is hard-work incampaigning until the sun goes down. Let me tell you, rich politicians know how to throw a pretty damn good party and they definitely do treat the cr’s pretty well– a free trip to mackinac including free fairy trips, free hotel rooms, freefood, and “the drank”. We get to the island Friday. We were all exhausted, the ride was long, but we hadno time to rest– campaigning started on the island right away. We were given a ton of campaign t-shirts–I

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Party at the Comfort Inn. WATERFALL!

the Grand Hotel campaigning. Let me tell you, that place is incredibly overrated, but some pretty cool events went on. At one of the debates, our particular group was able to meet Bill Hardman, Mike Bishop, Bill Scheutte, Terri Lynn Land,Rick Snyder, Mike Cox, and Mitt Romney.Friday night, we were rewarded with open bars and free dinners. The X’s on theminors hands were washed off and the free drinks showered upon us, but this gotold fast. The real parties are Saturday night so the cr’s all returned to their hotelsat St. Ignace. The majority of our group stayed at the Comfort Inn-(I don’t recommend it by the way– quite a few of us woke up with bed bugsSaturday morning, butthat’s not what this blog isabout…) and it was therethat we threw our own littleparty.It got out of hand fast.Shots were downed withinthe first half hour causingshort-term happy drunk followed by a long-termpukey drunk. We were allengaged in seriouscompetitive drinkinggames including“waterfall” and “short bus” when the girls and I decideto go outside and get someair. We were takingpictures when these twinsdecided it would make acute picture if one jumps in her sister’s arms. In the process, her finger broke–there was a lot of screaming. My boyfriend, Zack and I left shortly after that– it was too loud. We were far too afraid the cops would come.

Twins are down!

Saturday goes the same way– we were all sleepless, but we pushed through tosupport the candidates again. It was the second day of straw poll– our lastmorning of campaigning. We hit the bars around 11 am. I’m not kidding. Drunk politicians swarmed the island early.

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Zack and me waiting for the carriage.

Also, Zack and I switched our hotel that day. As somewhat foreshadowed earlier, we woke up with BED BUGS at the Comfort Inn– there was no way I was going back. I woke at six am flicked the lights on and just counted them on Zack’s body and sheets while I screamed for him to wake up. We weren’t the only ones. Infact, I still plan on calling and cussing out a manager sometime this week.So we switched the hotel to Sunset Condos– so cute and conveniently located onthe island, but while in the carriage ride/cab ride to sunset condos we had anunforgettable experience. The cabs are horse and buggies on Mackinac Island–there are no vehicles except for boats, bikes, and carriages. It’s for the colonialspirit, I guess. Joining us in the carriage was a huge group of swingers (they never told us, but it was pretty obvious), they were staying in the same hotelcondo “complex” as we were and they were all drunk out of their minds tellingZack and I how adorable we are together as a young Republican couple and how they’ve come from all over the country to meet up this weekend at Mackinac. Also, they’re all wearing wigs and yelling inappropriate, but hystericalthings such as “I’m fuckin’ forty withthree kids! Ya’ll are so young andprecious I miss those days!” They werethe craziest bunch of middle-agedadults I’ve ever met. The one womansitting beside Zack was absolutely adorable and hysterical. Typically a woman of forty who looks like a hotchick in her late twenties with threekids is easily considered a MILF(mother I’d like to fuck). She was by far the most craziest/drunkest. At onepoint she had her legs “spread eagle”doing a plunging motion to and from her “vaginal region”. She kept touching atZack’s face talking about his eyes and his great hair and she especially fell in love with his cartilage earring. She asked if she could kiss it and their drunken gangall egged her on. I joined, because I was so amused by Zack’s level of discomfortthat I had to support this drunken MILF’s desires.She pecks his ear. Everyone cheers. Other conversations erupt and the nextthing I know everyone is laughing and hollering– This woman had her tongue inmy boyfriend’s ear. I mean full out porn start tongue cycling motion in, out, andaround the lobe. Zack’s face was an expression of shock, humiliation, fear, andhumor. I was in tears laughing so hard.Finally, the carriage ride ended. They invited us to their hotel for some “fun andgames” later– they all winked and kind of elbowed each other. Zack and Idecided not to put ourselves in that situation. We didn’t know what the hell we would expect.