Ok, it’s funny but WHY would you want your child to wear it?
Last week, VegasGustan asked me to make him chocolate peanut butter chip cookies. After a bit of searching, I found a recipe that wasn’t too challenging and went to the store this morning for the missing ingredients. I have now discovered what an orgasm in your mouth feels like. It LOOKS like this:
Pre-cookie shape
Chocolate Orgasm Cookies-before
Chocolate Orgasm Cookies-after
Well, last night was my first experience with drunkenness. Believe it or not. Really, I’m not kidding. I’m 26 years old, and last night was the first time I’ve been drunk. Jason and I disagree about whether or not I was actually drunk. I maintain there are quite a few sections of last night that I don’t recall. Jason just thinks I was tipsy. Apparently a bottle and a half of wine goes a long way for me.
And I have to say…ehh. Not that impressed. Not sure what the big deal is all about. I don’t have a hangover, thank goodness. And yeah, we had fun. Jason was quite amused. He’s been waiting for this day (and there are many others with him that will be or are quite disappointed they didn’t get to share Becky’s drunken debauchery, for sure) for seven years.
Got a call from my sister this morning, and when I relayed the news, she was shocked. Then when I reported the memory gaps, my brother in law piped up in the background and told Ric to ask if I still respected him. My response? “Sure, why not? I don’t remember!”
The biggest annoyance? My body getting me up this morning at 5:45 like any normal workday. Goddamn internal alarm clock not shutting off!
I have had an ENTIRE bottle of wine. And, my boyfriend is coming over.
Tonight is a GOOD night.
*Editor’s note: Make that a bottle and a half of wine.*
This evening, while talking with my buddy Snay (who apparently ALL of today’s posts are about) regarding the upcoming HH the following conversation ensued:
Me: Who’s going besides you and me?
Snay: I think Geisha, ACW…
Me: ACW?!? Yay ACW!
Snay: Maybe Mokie’ll show too!
Me: That’d be interesting. I’m quite excited!
Snay: He’s bearded.
Me: Snay, I meant about the HH as a WHOLE, love.
Snay: Oh. Hah.
I think I was channeling Snay just a few minutes ago. On my way back from the airport, I was stopped at the light at the Newport Gap Pike/Kirkwood Highway intersection. I was behind one dude in a Mazda, and next to me was a CR-V. Both cars were WAY behind the white line, and this happens to be a light that has to be tripped. We sat through FOUR light changes, before these people realized what the fucking deal was. I was laying on my horn (and for those who have driven with me…that’s rare) and was practically IN his muffler. Then, by no means of theirs, the light turns green (I think it was God taking pity on me, really) and we take off, just in time for me not to get out of my car and beat the ever-loving shit out of the jackass in the car in front of me.
Didn’t he know I had cats to see and pajamas to get into? Jesus Christ, people!
This is how I know I’m loved. From Snay:
If you’re still thinking about home defense:http://www.charterfirearms.com/charter_undercover.htm
$200 used.
Charter Arms sub-compact “Undercover” 5-round capacity
Hammerless Double-Action .38 Special
He’s having a rough season, this one. I’m sure most of you could hear my scream when Jason told me that Ben lost conciousness last night, during the game. Cruel, cruel fate!
From DFB:
You, my friend, are the FUCKING SNICKERDOODLE GODDESS! They ROCK. I am ashamed to admit I’ve had three. And those oatmeal things? Well, I’m not an oatmeal rasin person, but I have eaten [inaudible mumbling] of those.
Oh, man. You are really good at the cookie thing. I owe you big time. How to ship a cake….
Heehee! My offer still stands, people!
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