MandyMoore..Fvdge? Wrote:
Damn you and your stupid work beers.
Drunk but being able to appreciate it later is key. Unlike myself at the Braves game last weekend. After pounding beer for 4 hours, me and another guy finished a 16 oz flask of rum between innings 4-9. At one point, we were sipping on straight rum and didn't know it. I went crazy for Julio Franco, I might have told someone that I was in love with them and I accidentally called the consultant I work for in addition to drunk dialing 11 other people on my phone and another on my friends phone. And to top it off, I tripped and fell and subsequently passed out in the middle of everyone leaving the game after it was over. I laid there for about 10-15 seconds before someone helped me up. Allegedly. Mind you, I blacked out around the 4th inning and don't remember a span of about 4 hours.
I am probably getting too old to do stuff like this.
Seriously. That rules. My friends reminded me that the other weekend in NO, at 3 am I proceeded to take of jacket, shirt and tie, down to wife beater and pants, and scream at them on the balcony "STELLA!!!! STELLA BABY LET ME BACK IN!! STELLA!!"
just got to my dad's and am 2 pints deep.
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Throughout his life, from childhood until death, he was beset by severe swings of mood. His depressions frequently encouraged, and were exacerbated by, his various vices. His character mixed a superficial Enlightenment sensibility for reason and taste with a genuine and somewhat Romantic love of the sublime and a propensity for occasionally puerile whimsy.
harry Wrote:
I understand that you, of all people, know this crisis and, in your own way, are working to address it. You, the madras-pantsed julip-sipping Southern cracker and me, the oldman hippie California fruit cake are brothers in the struggle to save our country.
FT Wrote:
LooGAR (the straw that stirs the drink)
