I have spent a lifetime feeling fear and general hatred towards the stuff, but I finally sucked it up and drank some damn alcohol. Stories aplenty were violently thrown into my memory banks for later recollection--many hilarious, some a little extra rawr--but none of which, regardless of quality or worthiness of retelling, are appropriate to recount to my mother. So in the interest of a clean and relatively easy blog post (I'm feeling quite sleepy this evening), I shall present to you the work I am calling, "A Series of Lists Pertaining to Alcohol Consumption; Present Size Accounted for by Tainted Memory".
Positives
- Uber-horny uber-babe Izzy.
- Socks+hardwood floors+decreased sense of balance/mobility ability=hilarity.
- First chance I have ever seen a single pant worn quite that proudly.
- Surprising amount of nudity.
- Increased understanding of the issue in general.
- Manly feelings for my superior tolerance of alcohol-taste.
- Spinning bar-chairs have never held as much entertainment.
- Boyfriend (of Izzy's friend) no longer hates me (Jackson five for male bonding!).
- Extreme fellating of smirnoff bottles, by all parties involved.
- Back massage/straddling by Izzy (score!).
Negatives
- Socks+hardwood floors+decreased sense of balance/mobility ability=asshurt.
- Wasted alcohol by way of crappy preparation of appletinis(+whiny participants/lazy me). Come on now, there are sober children in India to think of!
- Extreme possibility of rape by Izzy's friend, who is apparently a Lucious Ash-penis fanatic.
- Realization that Izzy only likes pussy drinks, therefor voiding my previously uber-man perceptions of her.
- Why so much with the urination?
- My lips are so dry...
- Tippsies prevented most parties involved from appreciating the genius comedy of Mitch Hedburg.
- Comedy Central Presents theme song playing repeatedly in the background.
- Exhaustion.
- Alcohol+Izzy=super bitchy about the fact that I just ate popcorn chicken, therefor my mouth is not worth kissing :P
- Most parties too restless to finish A Scanner Darkly.
Favourite things to do whilst inebriated
- Izzy
- Spin in circles
- Not-run
- Stand up after sitting for long periods of time
- Drink delicious appley-things
Least favourite things that I was forced to do whilst inebriated
- Fear for innocence-violation from friend of Izzy
- Shots (although truthfully, this was mostly neutral)
- Fall down
- Resist Izzy's numerous (and quite forward) advances in public
Note: For this entry I had to add "appletinis" and "asshurt" to my spellcheck dictionary, which are things I never thought I would have to do...
Possibly more anecdotes to come! (but don't count on it, because they're really pointless since the only reader I have was present)
I never thought you'd be complaining about wasted alcohol.
ReplyDeleteAnyway, you spelled "Therefore" wrong, and I was not a bitch.
Not bitch, just a little bitchy, therefor can be spelled either way, and anything wasted is worth complaining about!
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