preparing for sloane.: Happy Birthday Emily!

Today is the 28th birthday of one of my dearest friends, Emily Faye Hutchens. You are probably familiar with her from the Key Players post. We have shared many laughs and memories during our friendship. Here are a few things I have learned...she is a very genuine, Coach's daughter from Lubbock. She always answers her phone, she is really good at cooking lean cuisines. She hates hair (as much as me) and removing the white paper around the napkins at restaurants. She wishes she was famous and is extremely knowledgable on celebrity trivia. She thinks she can sing, but really, really can not. She once thought the Olympics was only for Americans....We love her and are lucky to know her.

EFH

Madame Tussauds Vegas 2006

One of many nights spent at Cafe J's
Em, me & Celia

So, without further ado, here is one of my favorite Emily stories....
Violation of Penile code 6969.
Emily's 21st birthday. She was the first one to turn 21 so we had to do something really cool. None of us could get in to a bar (well, we could, I was just too chicken to use my fake ID anywhere) so we had the idea of getting a stripper. We found the entertainment section in the phone book and there was one guy. One.Male.Stripper. in the whole town. I guess this is why we always made the Phi Delts strip for our pledges. Anyway, his name was Gemini, and we called him. He told Jenn to pay his wife (um, no lie) where she worked, at United on 4th street and that he would need to set up early in the day. We had no idea what he needed to "set up" but we set ok. Jenn paid the sketchy lady at United and we were good to go. Emily had no idea. On the day of her birthday party Jenn called me and said that Gemini was on his way over to "set up" and that Tara wasn't home so she needed me to come over (in other words, if this guy was a total creep, she needed back up). ((Kayla, Celia and I lived two buildings over from Jenn, Em & Tara)). So me and Cel headed over. On our way, we noticed an Expedition with a semi-naked man laying across the side that read "Gemini, entertainer". OHMYGOSH. This is for real. When we got up to the apartment we saw him standing there in their living room. A 40 year old, 5'4" Hispanic man wearing (very tight)yoga pants, tennis shoes, sunglasses, and a cropped sleeveless hoodie. Seriously, I can't make this up. He and his "body guard" were finishing up. They had set up two large speakers at the corners of the living room. When Em got home Jenn told her we couldn't lie anymore, the speakers were there because we were doing karaoke for her birthday. HAHA. That night, everyone came over for drinks and apps. Emily knew something was up, she was super nervy. If she had an inkling it was a stripper it didn't change the way she dressed....brown goucho capris were out in full force. Tara made trash can punch, it sucked, but Em was chugging. We were just about to start "karaoke" when there was a knock on the door...we made Emily get it, it was "a cop". Sirens were blaring on the speakers, and in comes Gemini (already sweating). He started lip singing to the music...Emily had been a "naughty girl and had violated penile code 6-9 6-9". He then proceeded to pick her up and swing her across the room. It was one of the funniest moments of my life. I can't get in to too much detail, but it ended with Gem in a leopard thong, sunglasses and footie socks. Best.Birthday.Ever.