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Sun 9 Oct, 2005 06:37 pm
I'm in a weird mood.
I'm going to drink one beer for each inning in this Yankee game, starting now, in the third inning.
As I begin, I'm completely lucid, sharp-minded, and relaxed.
<breaks open tab on a can of Bud light>
glugluglugluglulgglugffllllllp...aaaaaaaaaahhhhh....okay, that's one...six more to go!
I can see beer has made you smart. It did make Bud weiser.
(hey you kids out there, this is a professional; do not try this at home...)
****, I want to guzzle each beer all at once, just to see how it effects me, but I don't want to wait for this inning to end...hmmm...
Screw it.
<goes to the fridge for beer no. 2>
A friend of mine years and years ago dated a guy named Bud Weiser.
<trying to remember... well, whatever, it didn't work out>
glugluglugluglulgglugffllllllp...aaaaaaaaaahhhhh....okay, that's two...
...who the hell is this Bud Weiser fellow that you all keep bringing up?
Hi kicky, You drinking that 3 percent beer? LOL
Okay, now, aside from the bloated feeling, I still feel lucid and sharp. My eyes are a little watery though.
So is the point of this exercise to make yourself sick?
Yes, C.I. I like my beer like I like my women...thin, weak, and the color of urine.
Green Witch wrote:So is the point of this exercise to make yourself sick?
No, of course not. The point is to relieve my boredom in a totally idiotic way.
Maybe you should take up knitting.
Glugluglugluglugluglugggg...pffttt...aaaaaaaaaaahhhh...oh, that was a tough one...now my stomach feels really bloated, my eyes feel watery and my vision is a little out of focus. I feel a little bit looser and my head feels a little warmer...okay, that's three down, three (or is it four?) more to go!
kicky, Just one advise about trying to pickup on a woman in your state of mind; don't trust it. LOL
In my friend's case, he was a real person, but that was, natch, a long time ago.
Don't worry, C.I., I know to look for the adam's apple...
Kicky, my plum blossom, this is all not wise.
Wow, I do believe I'm starting to feel drunk already. Gulping beers hits you hard...who'd a thunk?