Posting toasted!
All the better to be right.
Well at least tonight.
gets out stopwatch for Tequila 
Hmmmm, has it been 20 minutes yet? I seem to have lost my clothing…time for streaking posts!!!
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Got here just in time, looks like.
No SoCo for me this evening. Had gigs on Monday and Tuesday nights and I can’t swing another $80 bar tab. Ah well.
I made it here JUST in time to have Tequila streak right into my lap!!!
A lap! Pounce.
Hey UncleBill…the whole “Uncle” thing makes me uncomfortable…can I just call ya “The big Billy club everyone wants to ride”? And, by the way, could ya turn up the the heat in here? It’s a tit nipply!
Eh, it was a bit over 20 minutes, hon, but the crowd doesn’t seem to mind too much.
You know, it’s FUN being the only sober person around… 
Your nips look tipply tonight! Good point on the UB thang, the folks who call me that are all younger than seven. I’ll (safely, I might add) assume you are older than seven, so please call me by my adult name, WildBill. Or by my new pet name, the Big Billy Club TM wants to ride!
Not drinking, since I just got back from the bar a little while ago, but …
TruePisces, speaking of receptacles, I’ve got just the one (er, two?) in mind…
Wow…I just went from “happy drunk” to freaking moron.
Went to the frig to get more smokes. Forgot what I was doing and grabbed another beer. Tried to twist the top off. Noticed it was a Harp’s and not a Rolling Rock when my hand hurt and cap wasn’t going ANYWHERE. So, I think “Putz” and grab a Rolling Rock. Then I look over to my computer desk and see a brand new freshly opened bottle of Rolling Rock, condensation forming on the outside, verging on the slow drip along the bottle’s edge making me lick lips, wanting to tip that over my dry lips to my waiting tongue…Oh yeah…I needed SMOKES!
My hand hurts…I may need to type one-handed for a bit here…
I just finished my fourth Montana Trout Slayer Ale (no, I’m not kidding), and I’m feeling a nice buzz.
And TM, I know just what you’re feeling. Allow me to share a little story…
Many years ago, I worked in a restaurant in Houston which had the following as its slogan: A great Italian restaurant…a heck of an Irish bar! Yes, you heard right. Anyhoo, every St. Patrick’s Day, we put on this hellacious day-long debauch (no, it’s not as much fun as it sounds, particularly when you have to work from 8am to 2am the next morning). Well, I was bartending during my first one of these wing-dings, and it was slammed in there. People twenty deep, screaming for beer. One guy orders a Sam Adams. I’ve been popping Buds, Millers, and Coors(es?) all night long, so I grab the SA, put my hand on the top, and WRENCH!! One severely bleeding hand later, they let me go outside and cook chicken kabobs and sausage-on-a-stick on the outdoor grill. A much better gig, I assure you. So a light :smooch: for TM’s injured hand, and maybe another Trout Slayer for me…
Talk to me on Friday. I’m ready to get some serious drinking in on my night off. We’ve had to cater a party for Placidio Domingo at the L.A. Music Center (700 guests!), and I’ve been busy. Very busy.
I plan on making good friends with Jose Cuervo Friday night.
Yeah, I do that a lot too.
Well, pour away, m’dear, pour away!
I would have been drinking when you started this thread, if I could have found a damned corkscrew for my wine! I like wine. It has a curious affect on me. It makes me feel all warm and tingly in my…warm and tingly bits…
Well…the semi boyfriend is now the ex-boyfriend (read the beer run thread and did not like THAT one bit…)
Oh well…like George Carlin said " Unfuck him" beacause he’ll never have the pleasure of my company and I’ll never have to fake another orgasm.
Scott if you’re reading this-
I’d say about 75% was faked,20% I thought about someone else to get me off and a whopping 5% were as a result of you doing something right-probably by pure luck.
So I’m here toasting my new found freedom with a bottle of Stoli and a carton of pink grapefruit juice. Rusty Dogs for hardygrrl tonight.
Anyone feel like giving me a nice long massage? I am sooo tense.
dam I want to but have this only drink on weekends rule, now isn’t the weekend somewhere??
Hrdygrrl is a free woman! (I am so sorry about the 5%, ouch!). Now if I only lived closer the Miami… Hey! Spiffling 2001! See ya there!?!
(F*ck him if he can’t take a thread!)
But seriously, I am sorry if the cyber flirting (OK, cyber sex) put the end to a decent relationship. But if he was a jackass to begin with, then I’m happy to be a part of your parting.
Bill…it’d would have happened anyway so don’t feel bad…I was trying to come up with a nice of saying " Yoy’re a boring,small-minded lousy lay with zero intellectual curiosity."
My fault though…I’m a sucker for blond haired/blue or green eyed guys with motorcycles.
::refreshes drink::
As for the Springfield Spiffling…I WANT to be there so bad but that Saturday I’m the maid of honor in my friend’s wedding. Damn 12 years of friendship!
Bill…you’ve got my email addresses…feel free to drop me a line(I accidently deleted the one with your work e-mail so if you could send it again I’d be extremely grateful )
I wasnt…but you all have convinced me to start up at 3 am.
Peer pressure is a bitch.