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“A Real Political Party”

Outfit of Choice : The outfits varied. During the day, I was usually dressed to

the 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, and

Grand 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 that

I 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 the

conference title), and all College Republicans went for free to help campaign for

different 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 the

national Republican party. Last year, in February, I attended the annual

Conservative Political Action Conference (CPAC) where I met my current

boyfriend and really got to network a lot. College Republicans is a club of a great

group of kids. Yes, most of us are regular college partiers (without crossing the

line 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 in

campaigning until the sun goes down. Let me tell you, r ich 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, free

food, and “the drank”.

We get to the island Friday. We were all exhausted, the ride was long, but we had

no 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 the

minors hands were washed off and the free drinks showered upon us, but this got

old 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 bugs

Saturday morning, but

that’s not what this blog is

about…) and it was there

that we threw our own little

party.

It got out of hand fast.

Shots were downed within

the first half hour causing

short-term happy drunk

followed by a long-term

pukey drunk. We were all

engaged in serious

competitive drinkinggames including

“waterfall” and “short bus”

when the girls and I decide

to go outside and get some

air. We were taking

pictures when these twins

decided it would make a

cute 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 to

support the candidates again. It was the second day of straw poll– our last

morning 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. In

fact, 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 on

the island, but while in the carriage r ide/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 colonial

spirit, 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 hotel

condo “complex” as we were and they were all drunk out of their minds telling

Zack 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 hysterical

things such as “I’m fuckin’ forty with

three kids! Ya’ll are so young and

precious I miss those days!” They were

the craziest bunch of middle-aged

adults I’ve ever met. The one woman

sitting beside Zack was absolutely

adorable and hysterical. Typically a

woman of forty who looks like a hot

chick in her late twenties with three

kids is easily considered a MILF

(mother I’d like to fuck). She was by

far the most craziest/drunkest. At one

point she had her legs “spread eagle”

doing a plunging motion to and from her “vaginal region”. She kept touching at

Zack’s face talking about his eyes and his great hair and she especially fell in love

with his cartilage earr ing. She asked if she could kiss it and their drunken gang

all egged her on. I joined, because I was so amused by Zack’s level of discomfort

that I had to support this drunken MILF’s desires.

She pecks his ear. Everyone cheers. Other conversations erupt and the next

thing I know everyone is laughing and hollering– This woman had her tongue in

my boyfriend’s ear . I mean full out porn start tongue cycling motion in, out, and

around the lobe. Zack’s face was an expression of shock, humiliation, fear, and

humor. I was in tears laughing so hard.

Finally, the carriage ride ended. They invited us to their hotel for some “fun and

games” later– they all winked and kind of elbowed each other. Zack and I

decided not to put ourselves in that situation. We didn’t know what the hell we

would expect.


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Our Hotel: Sunset Condos

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We went back to our room

alone. The room was

adorable so we spent a few

hours there before we went

back to the tourist part of

the island where all the

big-party-open-bars and

dinners were taking place.

Plus, Zack had this

gut-eating “urge” to scrub

his ear out. I don’t blame

him.

When we did return we went out to eat and witnessed some of the drunkest, most

ridiculous political discussions and pathetic sleeze-ball dancing of our lives. Beer

and foo-foo drinks and you name it were all clutched in the hands of the

under-aged cr’s– however, they were all incredibly careful about not gettingkicked out or noticed for under-aged drinking to avoid getting the candidate who

had been throwing the party into any sort of career-jeopardizing trouble. There

were no MIP’s given out or DUI’s. Thank God Mackinac island cops are on foot

and bicycles and that no cars are allowed on the island.

I can’t wait for CPAC.

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JimmyBeanOctober 1, 2009 at 8:22 am

I don’t know If I said it already but …This blog rocks! I gotta say, that I read a

lot of blogs on a daily basis and for the most part, people lack substance but, I

just wanted to make a quick comment to say I’m glad I found your blog.

Thanks,

A definite great read..Jim Bean

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oblin1viOctober 1, 2009 at 10:40 am

Thanks<3

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