'Twas the Last Tini Night Before Christmas Break

So there we were...another night at the Tini. We took our finals in the morning, which we both finished in a mere 45 minutes, and admitted to eachother later that all we could both think about during them was how fun the bar was going to be later. Then we totally epiphanied that we needed Team Tini shirts! Because, yes, all we think about is the Tini...granted because Casey's gonna own a bar "when she grows up" and by that we mean eventually cause please she'll never really grow up. Back to the shirts, we snipered all we need at Walmart and had the arts and crafts expert with us-Sarah RHD. We made our shirts, went to dinner at Mainstreet, then proceeded to get ready for the bar, and as planned at promptly 10:47 we ascended the Tini stairs.

As the title explains last night (Monday) was our last Tini night before Christmas break, I'm tearing up just writing it. So we lived it up. Jen's camera ran out of batteries half way through the night, so you miss out on the really sloshed us, but these are okay representatives. Jen was drunk after her first 3 B&DCs which were all consumed before 12am so she was waterin it up after that, and Casey had who knows how many of her usual Corona Lights. Plus, in the spirit of the night, and our new shirts we had to have a blue martini, and with that--Pictoral journey, is that you? Enjoy.

Us with our Blue Martinis and our Team Tini shirts

The back of our shirts, hott I know!

Being a Monday night, the only people who were really there were the Monday night football people so there were only two 'tenders on...but no worries they were in the favorites category, who you ask? Oh, no worries, they're featured below in ALL their glory.

Muhahah - snipered

Granted that picture could just be good enough because it's priceless, but we'll give them a fair shot...(what, shots?)

They still fucked it up

Yeeeah, so love them of course, but the bartenders weren't our only friends there, a few honorary members of Team Tini and then some showed up.

Sarah, a true member of Team Tini, she just wouldn't wear her shirt

Ashley, who was drinkin up the Corona Lights, of which Casey is way too overprotective-no lime, what is that!?

Becca, who will undoubtedly never cease to get carded until about the age of 40

And a Tini night would not be complete without...

Ms. Allie Ballantyne!

So that's only to feature a few, but as the night went on it actually did start to get crowded, and although crowded means being fun and social...well it means the bartenders get busy and everybody just feels the need to...

But the night went on and the drinks kept flowin, so of course the more fucked up you are the more fun the bar gets...that's when we get the "y'all are fuckin crazy, but I'm gonna smile and act like your not" look from Jackie...can't picture it...oh we can:

And then of course, Casey snipers a cone from god knows where, and she is in the drunk phase where putting it on the bar is the funniest, sneakiest thing she's ever done, and gives the "I'm trying not to hysterically crack up because oh my god there's a cone on the bar" look!!! Yep, we have a picture of that too...

And Jen, she's in her water phase now because she was shitfaced by 12, and now looks a little something like this...

Yeah, we totally love it. So the night wore on, people came and went, and Jen and Casey held strong at the bar. But of course, whenever Casey drinks a little bit much she gets insistant on smoking, Jen can vouch for that. So, regardless that it was like below zero outside, we had to take the tradition smoke break.

Soon after that is when the camera battery went dead...I know, you're just sooo sad. 2am rolled around and it was closin time. Our drinks looked a little something to the effect of

And, being that we won't get back to the Tini until next year, we felt the need to hang around. Minutes turned into hours, and what seemed to us only like seconds, it was soon time to actually leave because they were lockin up. Yeah, totally love it. We were both substantially shitfaced and neither could drive...we could've walked back to Jen's apartment but it was way too fuckin cold outside for that nonsense. Well, being the sniperers that we are we decided Jackie could drive us home (little did she know). The dishwasher man came with us (we think that's what he does) and we were off. We totally occupied the back seat of the Acura. Jen got dropped off at her apt. first and abandoned Casey with Jackie and the dishwasher man, who Casey is convinced was talking about how she dressed/looked like a boy, but please, anyone who looks at her can sniper that, and we love it. We're also convinced that dishwasher man lived somewhere before Casey's apt. but Jackie just didn't want to be left alone with Casey, and we think that is hil-ar-ious. Granted, if it's not true, it's not as funny, but then we just end the joke with then we found $20. Yeah, sorry, inside Team Tini joke.

Now, don't get scared, not every blog will be as long as this, in fact no blog will probably be this long, it's just that we aren't going to get to see or be near the Blue Martini for a whole month so we needed to document our night to the fullest. We hope you've enjoyed it to the fullest. Now it's about 6:45pm and we're just getting over our hangovers, and we're totally already missing the Tini. No worries though, we shall return next year, and until then we'll post about our vaca, in relation to the Tini of course. So 'tenders if you read this-don't forget about us (of course, how could you, we're extremely memorable) and we'll be back as soon as we can. For now, we'll let Jen wave goodbye...