Last night I did something I can say with 100% certainly I've never done anything like it before. I played Dirty Bingo.
Considering my grandmother, Mama Mays, reads this blog daily, I'm going to try and explain this as cleanly as possible.
Every other Thursday, a bar in Lincoln Park called Victory Liquors, plays Dirty Bingo in a back room. People pay $10 for a Bingo card, and then work to fulfill dirty phrases on their board with the numbers called out. It is actually a lot of fun! There were 20, 30 and 40 something's there, clearly all career people who just like to have a good laugh.
I had an embarrassing moment though. When you get down to having just one square left until winning, you have to yell out a dirty expression to the foul-mouthed woman who's calling out the numbers. That expression ends with you calling her a bit**. It came to my turn, and I yelled out the expression that seemed loud in my head, but was apparently nothing more than a whisper. Miss Foul Mouth looked up at me, and said, "What was that?" I said it again, but it wasn't much louder than before. She laughed and said, "Well, I guess we have a shy one here!" Everyone laughed and I turned bright red. I was forced to yell the dirty expression one more time. Phew, who knew yelling dirty expressions in front of strangers was so tough.