Woo, I thought you were older for some reason. Sweet. ::bats eyelashes::
Fuck, get a room, willyas?
That’s funny; I thought he was younger.
Man, sometimes I really wonder if I’m losing it. This thread is an irony inside of a sarcasm wrapped in a whoosh.
And, really, the only way to drink is a quart of cheap whiskey every day until your eyes turn yellow and your belly swells. When you pass out in a urine filled Tijuana alley and wake up to find you can’t remember the past two weeks except for Rosalinda the $10 whore with fetid body odor and you can’t stop shaking cause you haven’t had your morning hair of the dog and you find you are missing some of your teeth but you don’t care cause you haven’t been eating much anyway and you have a poorly done tattoo of a naked woman inscribed with the name “Steven,” then you know you are hip.
Uh, hi everyone. I was just thinking, you know, and it occured to me. If you get really, really drunk, how are ya gonna remember if you were hip or not!? Just a thought…
If you wake up feeling really good with an attractive mate in your bed, then you probably pulled off being hip while drunk. If you feel pain at the site of sunlight, and there is a hideous wildebeast lying next to you, it might be time to try some new tactics.
DaLovin’ Dj
As much as we all love the dj, I’m suprised noone has chastized him for the cardinal of all sins. The nectar of all beers is spelled with two Ns, and it will always be capitalized.
Guinness
Mmmmm…
Worrying about being hip; that’s unhip. Whatever the hell that means these days. Pass the Old Overcoat.
Really, the key to having a good drunk is knowing your limits, and stopping one drink before then. And Amen to the water. H20 really is the water of the gods.
You are totally right Munch. I’m so ashamed. I’ll get it right from now on!!! I promise!!! How could I forget to capitalize Guinness? I’m still gonna mess up you’re and your as well as their and there, however.
DaLovin’ Dj
Add that one to the list kids:
“It’s hip to not care about grammar.”
Noted, O Hip One.
And apparently it’s also hip to split infinitives.
It’s hip to care about (or relate) the meaning of a phrase, but once you got that, the rest is just window dressin’.
DaLovin’ Dj
I would just like to observe that dalovindj reminds me a lot of Indy Rock Pete. Only instead of indy rock, it’s hippos or whatever.