Ha ha, gotcha.

Oh my, I love my friends lol. Last night at Angelica's house, we made "margaritas" for our study group. The only ingredients were blended ice and strawberry flavored margarita mix, (notice the lack of liquor...?). Angelica, Casey and I were all in on it, but poor Rylan fell victim to being our test subject as we proceeded to "get him drunk". Angelica questioned him every so often to see how he was feeling.

Halfway through his first slurpee:
"So, uh, Rylan... how ya feelin'? I mean, I know you don't really drink so I'm just making sure you're okay. You can sleep on my couch if you want."

Flashing two thumbs up, the normally quiet and reserved Rylan says, "Oh I'm doing GREAT! I feel really clear-minded right now, and focused."

He extends each arm out to his sides and continues to explain that drinking makes him really outgoing. Within minutes he is making up a rap song with me to remember math equations, while busting a beat and pretending to spin a disc like a DJ at the same time.

After a few pseudo margaritas, Angelica asks Rylan if he feels anything yet.

He says, "Yea... I kinda feel it in my lips."

And at that point, the three of us girls exchanged glances while suppressing laughter, and shared a look that said, "Okay, we have to tell him."

After telling him that he's been drinking nothing more than flavored ice all evening, he returned to his quiet self, and barely talked the rest of the night. All in all, it was hilarious, but you probably had to be there.