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3.21.2006

Clarification

it is important to understand something about me: moderation is not my strong suit.

therefore, when i drink once a week, it's not a few tasty ones at dinner and possibly a snifter or two before retiring to the library and fire place to read novels with my dog, chauncey....rather, it's beverage in the morning beverage in the evening beverage at supper time...when you are binge drinking you drink beverages all the time.

therefore, it came as a major shock to me that i had posted on friday night. once i was told i did this, i did remember posting but there was no recollection of what i posted about.

anyway, so we went out in georgetown after the basketball games were over. the only time i have ever seen georgetown that dead has been sunday mornings at 7 am. it was midnight when we got out there and no one was around. i had planned on dressing up like a leprechaun, but i was so happy i didn't. then i would felt like a complete moron...that was close. however i learned a few things while walking home:

1. if you fall off of one of those grey electrical boxes on the street directly onto your hip and shoulder, it doesn't hurt if you're drunk.
2. standing on the yellow lines in the middle of M street yelling at some kid to come and get you means that no one will mess with you because no one else is that retarded.
3. those blue georgetown buses are parked overnight in the Key Marriott parking lot...they are huge and awesome to climb on.

the first two items above i only got to experience as a bystander. the last one was fun. those buses are seriously huge. i was kind of overwhelmed with the task ahead of me. however, it is definitely worth another shot some day.

did anyone else see 24 last night? i think jack bauer should interrogate audrey reigns with his "man piece". he should put some strange truth lube on it and bone her and see what she has to say...that could be considered dirty talk and pillow talk and have two different connotations and that's awesome...that would just add to the aura of jack bauer.

it could be called bone serum and that would make amazing amounts of money for whoever invents it. your bonee would never know what happened and you could find out if you were being cheated on or if your lover is selling top secret information to some hot terrorist chick who now has immunity and is no doubt going to find and fuck up her spy ex boyfriend...scorned much? slut

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

As the faller off of the metal electrical box, let me "clarify" some things. It does hurt...in fact it hurts a lot, just not in the moment. Had said guy come and got me he could have taken direct aim at my hip an laid me out in one swift kick. The next morning and following, well we don't know how many days, cause it still fucking hurts, are the time that it really smarts.

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