I promised the other Dopers I’d post this, so here goes. I had to edit a lot of it out, since they seemed to mistake the official memos book to the say lots of embarassingly nice things about Tracy book - but hey, who’s going to complain about that?
S. Norman said, for some reason I can’t remember - I’m going to Celine your Dion. hahahaha - I recall us laughing hysterically, but I can’t remember why.
Pergau said: Anyone who can make Yojimbo buy vegetables is okay in my book
micilin said: But if you want the whole sordid story: He called me and asked me to buy avocados. I told him where to get off.
Yojimbo: To continue the avocado thing. I did not know what they looked like. As as to being a stand in. No prob.
(no problem on this end, either sweet thang!)
Pergau: He wanted me to get him a date with her. (note: Ah! Why did I have to get married so young! You’re in line after Larrigan, sweetness)
CubbyBear Is this concrete all around or is it in my head?
3 vodkas
We are drinking in an old trainstation.
Everybody should say something nice about Moosie. She rocks. Jasper is really funny. You guys are so missing.
Pug has to leave.
He is not coming tomorrow.
We are going to party like it’s on sale for $19.99
Who loves you baby!!!
Globe-Trotter: I hope Dublin recovers from our visit (we may be banned from the city)
tatertot: Yoji wanted to stalk his lapdancer! :eek:
unknown: micilin is jealous of your lapdancer. How vicarious is that?
CubbyBear Yojimbo knows too much. Homer should be here!
micilin: Fer christsakes! Yojimbo has just drank Guinness spiked with TABASCO and didn’t notice!!! I blame tatertot <----sure, blame the half-Korean chick, everybody always does.
CubbyBear Arthur Guinness has created the one drink that neutralizes Tabasco.
5th vodka
I’m smoking a fine cigar and I have loads of Toblerone.
What more can a body ask for?
Micilin is Yojimbo’s Hetero-Life Partner - courtesy of Kevin Smith!
We’re all going to Yojimbo’s to drink Tiger Beer.
We missed cashodes (???) but we are drunk so who cares!!!
Yojimbo: Stardate 920672.3
O’Neills Dublin
Drunk. It was a good day of slacking once again. Trying to wonder what Anne’s fasination with fists are : eek : <—Note to Yoji, in real life writing : eek : does not make this :eek: appear!
Globe-Trotter: I thought Coldie was talking about fist fucking. After felching, it was the next logical step. (“the stuff fish fuck in”, apparently)
Well, it’s safe to say I’m giddy. WooHoo! I don’t know what date it is and frankly, I don’t give a damn. Dublin rocks, and I don’t want to go back. I need to find myself a paddyman. Party time! WooHoo! DubDope 2000…the creme de la creme.
Coldy: Here we are in downtown Dublin, 12:30 and the bar is closed. Time to find a late night bar, and soon too dammit! We’re far from done here.
And the rest is all a homage to yours truly, so I’ll leave it out and spare you the retching!
Postcards are in the mail, if I ever decide, hey! let’s send postcards to all the Dopers again, somebody please shoot me! My fingers are about to fall off!
Have fun at the bastard son of DubDope, guys. I’ll be there in spirit. Remember to send me pictures!
We’ll always have Dublin!
Can’t wait to see you all again - and we will!
Love y’all!
Tracy