I'm so drunk I just fell off my chair

I wasn’t here in time to add to this–

I spent my morning rather drunk in Chinatown. Had a little “field trip” to the L.A. Wholesale Produce Market at 3 am, with some chef friends of mine, and drove around some of the seediest, scariest parts of L.A. By about 8 am, we were *starving * so we went to Chinatown for Dim Sum and beer. I can’t remember ever drinking before noon in my life, and I have to say, it was rather liberating to do it. Viva la alcoholism!

I’m so gone I missed the floor.

Yet another mate’s stag night.

If one is drunk, can one know they are drunk? Boy, you sure type well for being drunk.
Riding on the range,
I’ve got my hat - on,
I’ve got my boots - dusty.

                     I've got my saddle
                     On my horse.
                     He's called....T-t-t-t-t-trigger
                     Of course.

                     I wanna be a cowboy
                     and you can be my cowgirl
                     I wanna be a cowboy
                     and you can be my cowgirl
                     I wanna be a cowboy

                     (woman's voice)
                     Riding on the chuck wagon,
                     Following my man.
                     His name is Ted,
                     Can you believe that?
                     Camping on the prairie
                     Plays havoc with my hair.
                     Makes me feel quite dirty,
                     Though we all do sometimes

                     I wanna be a cowboy
                     and you can be my cowgirl
                     I wanna be a cowboy
                     and you can be my cowgirl
                     I wanna be a cowboy

                     Looking like a hero,
                     Six-gun at my side,
                     Chewing my tobacco.
                     Out on the horizon,
                     I see a puff of smoke.
                     Indians on the warpath,
                     (Indian voice) White man speak-em with forked tongue.
                     Or not.

                     I wanna be a cowboy
                     and you can be my cowgirl
                     I wanna be a cowboy

                     My name is Ted,
                     And one day I'll be dead yo yo.

If it helps any, if I stay in restaurants too long (ESP. with my family) I start acting as though I were drunk. It can be hilarious, since everything is funny to me when I get like that.

Perhaps some time I will be able to go to a dopefest and show y’all what I mean.

wow… I havent seen a handy post in a couple of days. I was starting to get worried. :smiley:

Anthracite… been there done that many many times. Its the best way to get full enjoyment out of the posts! :slight_smile:

BTW your airplane story helped me through a rough night. My eternal thanks to you. L :smiley:

Well, I’m stone cold sober this morning, sans hangover - which is very good. Normally red wine gives me a terrible hangover. I’m wondering if perhaps the muscle relaxers helped with that.

I’ve received a large number of comments about my airplane story. B_Line12, if I ever have any more like that I’ll be sure and let you know. I could start posting about some of my actual lesbian sexual escapades for the benefit of the men on the board (and NTG and PLG), but a Lady wouldn’t do that. I figured since the airplane encounter was in public, I wouldn’t be violating anyone’s privacy.

I also made an atttempt as a college student to write some erotica, but I don’t think it’s good enough to post here.

Hope everyone else out there is hangover-free today!

Love,
Anthracite

I’m not, I feel like crap.

It was well worth it though!!! :wink:

:rolleyes: :wally