# MMP - As serious as a heart attack. **URL:** \ **Category:** Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share\ **Tags:** mmp\ **Created:** [December 12, 2005, 7:36am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/mmp-as-serious-as-a-heart-attack/335230 "2005-12-12T07:36:15Z")\ **Posts on this page:** 20\ **Page:** 15
**Author:** ![taxi78cab](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/t/e47c2d/32.png) [@taxi78cab](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/taxi78cab)\ **Post date:** [December 16, 2005, 9:56pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/mmp-as-serious-as-a-heart-attack/335230/281 "2005-12-16T21:56:41Z")
Just to verify with the Albany-area Dopers: we’re meeting tomorrow at 1 at Ali Baba, right? Well, actually Mika’s coming to my place first and then we’re meeting Spatial at AB. If anyone has any problems, questions, etc. my email’s in my profile (but I don’t check it too often at home so if anything changes, email me soon!). ---
**Author:** ![Spatial\_Rift\_47](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/s/a8b319/32.png) [@Spatial\_Rift\_47](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Spatial_Rift_47)\ **Post date:** [December 16, 2005, 10:40pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/mmp-as-serious-as-a-heart-attack/335230/282 "2005-12-16T22:40:34Z")
Yeah, that’s the plan. 🙂 ---
**Author:** ![Wallflower](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/w/8e7dd6/32.png) [@Wallflower](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Wallflower)\ **Post date:** [December 17, 2005, 12:28am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/mmp-as-serious-as-a-heart-attack/335230/283 "2005-12-17T00:28:43Z")
> [@BelZarak](#): > > **Wallflower** , I think you and I both need to remain mostly lurkers on the MMP. As long as we don’t speak up too much, we won’t get tasked with starting the MMP thread. Heck, since I don’t usually get a chance to even read the MMP until Thursday at the earliest, it would be VERY late if I was tasked with making the opening post. I actually wouldn’t mind setting up something to hijack sometime wayyy in the future, maybe after others have had several turns. > [@gardentraveler](#): > > : **Flower** , dear, 50-60 feet is plenty long enough for a driveway filled with snow. Mine’s about that long and almost never gets shoveled (it needs to be impassable to qualify for shoveling), but when it does, I wind up very tired and achy…GT 50-60 feet was a WAG off the top of my head, I took a good look at it this morning, and the part we shovel is only about 20-25 feet. Hey we only bought the place a couple months ago. Ima gettin tired of Hubby[sup]tm[/sup] working shifts opposite mine. I get to work Mon-Fri 6AM to whenever PM (today was 2:30), and his schedule is all over the place. Today was noon to 8:30. Oh well, thats the price to pay for being the best cook at the best family restaurant in town. Speaking of furnaces, I think ours might need a new electric ignition (i don’t actually know if that’s what it’s called). It takes several tries before it lights. If the stories I’ve been hearing of the previous owners are true, it probably has had NO maintenance it the 3 years since installation. ---
**Author:** ![FairyChatMom](https://sea3.discourse-cdn.com/straightdope/user_avatar/boards.straightdope.com/fairychatmom/32/22080_2.png) [@FairyChatMom](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/FairyChatMom)\ **Post date:** [December 17, 2005, 12:37am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/mmp-as-serious-as-a-heart-attack/335230/284 "2005-12-17T00:37:37Z")
OK, we’re just about out of shopping days, but I only just found [this site.](http://www.snaz75.com/boots-thigh-high.html?pageNum=0) So, which do you think will capture the _real_ me? I figure there ain’t a single item there that won’t leave me with a broken leg or two. Ho ho ho! 😃 ---
**Author:** ![gotpasswords](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/g/c57346/32.png) [@gotpasswords](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/gotpasswords)\ **Post date:** [December 17, 2005, 2:54am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/mmp-as-serious-as-a-heart-attack/335230/285 "2005-12-17T02:54:54Z")
Keeping with the heart attack theme of seriousness, we just recently got back from mopping up after a bout of anaphylaxis. Someone at DH’s office brought in chocolate chip cookies. DH happily accepted one. What’s that extra crunch? Pecans. _ **PECANS?!?!?!?** _ Numbnuts calls me to say he ate a pecan and that he’s not feeling well. That big red bell in my head starts ringing. “What should I do?” he wheezes, “I don’t have an Epi-Pen here.” HANG UP AND CALL 911! About five minutes later, a co-worker of his calls me and says the paramedics have taken him to the hospital. He gets whacked upside the head and down the other side with epinepherine, prednisone and benadryl. Happily, that little cocktail was effective, despite the raging headache from the epi and a fat case of groggies from the benadryl. He has to folllow up with a week-long tapering-off from the prednisone (apparently you can’t go cold-turkey after an anaphylaxis-busting dose. He’s also got to take benadryl every six hours for two more days. As the doctor said, the nuts are still in him. Of course, the timing couldn’t be worse. He called me about thirty seconds before my group was supposed to head out to the department holiday party. Take this as a lesson - if you’re allergic to anything, ASK WHAT’S IN THOSE GOODIES before eating any. Even before I met DH, I was attuned to food allergies. Years ago, I baked some banana bread (the office got fresh fruit deliveries, and rather than toss two bunches of brown bananas, I baked.) The bread that had walnuts in it had a sign - just a post-it taped to a toothpick - saying “No ifs ands or buts - this bread has nuts!” And yes, two people in the office were very happy to know that, and went for the nut-free bread. ---
**Author:** ![Anaamika](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/a/5f9b8f/32.png) [@Anaamika](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Anaamika)\ **Post date:** [December 17, 2005, 2:59am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/mmp-as-serious-as-a-heart-attack/335230/286 "2005-12-17T02:59:44Z")
> [@taxi78cab](#): > > Just to verify with the Albany-area Dopers: we’re meeting tomorrow at 1 at Ali Baba, right? Well, actually Mika’s coming to my place first and then we’re meeting Spatial at AB. If anyone has any problems, questions, etc. my email’s in my profile (but I don’t check it too often at home so if anything changes, email me soon!). I’m definitely there - I just have a question. Does anyone know what \*\*Spatial Rift \*\*looks like? I mean I don’t even know if he’s a boy-type or a girl-type. **Spatial** , yoohoo! How will we recognize you? We’re both girl-types, BTW. ---
**Author:** ![gardentraveler](https://sea3.discourse-cdn.com/straightdope/user_avatar/boards.straightdope.com/gardentraveler/32/3576_2.png) [@gardentraveler](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/gardentraveler)\ **Post date:** [December 17, 2005, 3:40am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/mmp-as-serious-as-a-heart-attack/335230/287 "2005-12-17T03:40:13Z")
**Mika** , he’s a boy-type. I wasn’t sure how I knew that, but I just went back a few pages and found… > [@Spatial Rift 47](#): > > … > As someone who likes to think of **himself** as among the cognoscenti, I tend to pay attention to language. When I see a new word, it presents a puzzle - what does it mean? how should I use it? what are the connotations or social contexts suggested by this word? how does it connect to what I already know? Because in my opinion, new and creative uses of language enrich us as people. > > But every so often, there’s a word like “info-snacking.” Words like that make the Ooh-What’s-that-and-can-I-play-with-it center of my brain shrivel up and DIE. It symbolizes everything that’s wrong with America, Inc., by legitimizing the bite-sizing of information. News became headlines, headlines became sound bites. But apparently we don’t even have the attention span for those, so now we “snack” on our “info.” I don’t want to snack on information. I want full five-course meals of information that I can really sink my teeth into and fully digest. I want to have to sleep it off sometimes, when it’s an especially filling meal. I want turkeys of world politics, stuffings of science, and mashed potatoes of literature (books, _good_ movies, etc), and maybe the occasional cranberry sauce of pop culture, with a bottle of wine of rational thought with which to wash it all down. American Media, you can take your “info-snacks” and use them to fuel the fireplace while my friends and loved ones and I sit around it to discuss Grown Up Things[sup]TM[/sup]. > > (How was that? I think that rant has been building for some time now.)… (my bolding) in his rant, which I am re-running as a public service. Crazy day today - non-stop at work, forgot I needed to get stuff for a brunch tomorrow morning (cheated and got frozen appetizers) AND something to exchange AND presents for 3 friends AND still didn’t have anything for my team members at work. Had no idea what to get my management team, but finally hit on an idea while at World Market tonight. Need to go somewhere else to finish it off, but at least I know what they’re getting. Once I have those presents I’ll just need to get a couple of little things for the niece and nephew and get some pictures printed for Mom and **I’m done!!!** :: Does delirious happy dance:: Past my bedtime & I need to get stuff done before setting off for brunch… GT ---
**Author:** ![jayjay](https://sea3.discourse-cdn.com/straightdope/user_avatar/boards.straightdope.com/jayjay/32/6765_2.png) [@jayjay](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/jayjay)\ **Post date:** [December 17, 2005, 3:44am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/mmp-as-serious-as-a-heart-attack/335230/288 "2005-12-17T03:44:03Z")
I survived another work week! Plus emergency room visits. Plus doctor’s office visits. Plus snow and sleet and freezing rain. And I had reception today. Luckily it was the last shift and we had very few clients come in…otherwise I would have had to claw some eyes out. I hate reception. The leg is okay. I’ve been referred to the wound center at the same hospital I went to the ER at on Monday. They’ll do things to it and it’ll go away. The ulcer, not the leg. At least, I hope not the leg. :eek: ---
**Author:** ![Lissla\_Lissar](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/l/8491ac/32.png) [@Lissla\_Lissar](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Lissla_Lissar)\ **Post date:** [December 17, 2005, 4:50am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/mmp-as-serious-as-a-heart-attack/335230/289 "2005-12-17T04:50:53Z")
Oh, God. I don’t have time to read the whole six pages of the MMP, but I promise I will tomorrow. Other Quasi-Daughter just left with her fiance. I have had three full days of cutting, pinning basting, and “Do I look fat? I look fat. How can anyone love me if I’m so fat. I don’t think this looks good. Is it going to look good? What if I don’t like it? Can you fix it? What about this bit here? Will (Other Quasi-Daughter’s Fiance) like it? He’ll think I’m fat” Three days of constant ego-boosting plus manic sewing and pinning, guys. And she **won’t stay #$%^&#^&! still! She can’t!** Have you ever tried to get an accurate fit on someone who _can’t stop moving?_ Have you ever tried pinning something on someone who twitches _constantly_? The saving grace was that the last time she insisted on putting it on she liked it. It’s all basted except for the yoke, and I’ll be in three days before the wedding to handle any last minute emergencies and to verify hem length. Oh, I’m so tired. ---
**Author:** ![Spatial\_Rift\_47](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/s/a8b319/32.png) [@Spatial\_Rift\_47](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Spatial_Rift_47)\ **Post date:** [December 17, 2005, 5:03am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/mmp-as-serious-as-a-heart-attack/335230/290 "2005-12-17T05:03:06Z")
> [@Anaamika](#): > > I’m definitely there - I just have a question. Does anyone know what \*\*Spatial Rift \*\*looks like? I mean I don’t even know if he’s a boy-type or a girl-type. **Spatial** , yoohoo! How will we recognize you? We’re both girl-types, BTW. What do I look like? Well, I’m about 10 feet tall, purple scaly skin, six arms (give or take a few) … Okay, okay. You should be able to see [these two pictures](http://pics.livejournal.com/spatialrift47/gallery/00001yg1). I did go back to the most recent Doper pics thread, so I have a decent idea of what **taxi** and **Mika** look like. ---
**Author:** ![jayjay](https://sea3.discourse-cdn.com/straightdope/user_avatar/boards.straightdope.com/jayjay/32/6765_2.png) [@jayjay](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/jayjay)\ **Post date:** [December 17, 2005, 6:25am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/mmp-as-serious-as-a-heart-attack/335230/291 "2005-12-17T06:25:37Z")
> [@Spatial Rift 47](#): > > Okay, okay. You should be able to see [these two pictures](http://pics.livejournal.com/spatialrift47/gallery/00001yg1). I did go back to the most recent Doper pics thread, so I have a decent idea of what **taxi** and **Mika** look like. Awww…you’re kind of geeky cute! Too bad you’re straight… 😃 ---
**Author:** ![Spatial\_Rift\_47](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/s/a8b319/32.png) [@Spatial\_Rift\_47](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Spatial_Rift_47)\ **Post date:** [December 17, 2005, 6:38am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/mmp-as-serious-as-a-heart-attack/335230/292 "2005-12-17T06:38:12Z")
Thanks. Yes, I’m straight, and single. Boy oh boy am I ever single. The sheer staggering singlity (it’s a word, I swear) I possess boggles the mind. I’m so single that the Department of Energy is commissioning a study to see if they can harness it as a power source. ---
**Author:** ![eleanorigby](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/e/ee7513/32.png) [@eleanorigby](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/eleanorigby)\ **Post date:** [December 17, 2005, 11:50am UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/mmp-as-serious-as-a-heart-attack/335230/293 "2005-12-17T11:50:39Z")
**Lissar** --Kudos for you for not strangling her with tulle! Put your feet up and have a cup of Earl Grey, kay? Off to work–ALL weekend. Ugh. bought my GRE practice exam book–noone told me there would be like 6 to choose from! How do I know which is the best one? Asked the sales clerk who just looked at me and snapped her gum. :rolleyes: Not sure if she could read, actually… Was going to start on the practice exams last noc, but my brother came in unexpectedly (headed thru town on business). He just lost his job, come 2006. Merry effing Christmas… ☹ ---
**Author:** ![FairyChatMom](https://sea3.discourse-cdn.com/straightdope/user_avatar/boards.straightdope.com/fairychatmom/32/22080_2.png) [@FairyChatMom](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/FairyChatMom)\ **Post date:** [December 17, 2005, 12:05pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/mmp-as-serious-as-a-heart-attack/335230/294 "2005-12-17T12:05:53Z")
Another early weekend morning, of course. I was awakened by a bizarre dream. I went to buy my husband a carton of cigarettes (no, he doesn’t smoke. He never smoked AFAIK) and the “store” was a family home, with a barn/shed/workshop out back. Anyway, I asked the guy if he had a carton of Newports (?!?) and he said yes, so I gave him my debit card. He rung up the sale, then handed me a carton of Marlboros. I told him I wanted Newports and he said that was all he had. I insisted he give me a refund, so he took my debit card back to the workshop thing. Meanwhile, I’m sitting in a living room with a very odd family. There were 3 toddlers, one in a bath (yeah, in the living room) and 2 in a crib, and I figured they were triplets. Still waiting. Then a big station wagon/SUV thing full of groceries backs up to the door and this whole huge family goes into action unloading it. All of a sudden, everyone, from kids to grandparents, are hanging curtains in all the windows. I figured since I was just sitting there waiting, I’d help out by putting in drapery hooks. One of the little kids kinda sneered at me because I was slow with the hooks. Still no sign of the guy with my debit card, so I got into my van to drive away, thinking I’d just call my credit union. But as I was driving down the road, I noticed a section of my steering wheel was broken off, and I just _knew_ the cigarette guy had done it. So I turned around and went back. I found myself in a hallway where this older man in a terrycloth bathrobe was just coming out a door. I told him that I wanted my debit card credited for the cigarettes so I could go home, and he sighed and headed to the shed thing to settle the issue. All of a sudden, I was standing there nekkid, trying to be nonchalant about it. The older guy was telling me about a script he had written, and I was just impatient for him to get my card back. I was imagining all kinds of charges on the card, then I reminded myself I only had about $300 in that account. Then the old guy wanted me to lie down so he could pleasure me. And that’s when I woke up. Your mission, should you agree to accept it, is to tell me what the _%#_(%&(#_&_ that dream was all about! ---
**Author:** ![gardentraveler](https://sea3.discourse-cdn.com/straightdope/user_avatar/boards.straightdope.com/gardentraveler/32/3576_2.png) [@gardentraveler](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/gardentraveler)\ **Post date:** [December 17, 2005, 1:09pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/mmp-as-serious-as-a-heart-attack/335230/295 "2005-12-17T13:09:48Z")
Wow!!! I can never remember dreams in that much detail. Of course, I seldom have such creative dreams (at least not that I can remember…). Hmmm…meaning… you have way too much information floating around in your brain and should have a relaxing and stress-free day? I’m hoping to have a relatively low-stress day. Already took a step in that direction by not making the appetizers I’m taking to brunch this morning. Bought -em frozen. Well, I need to get my weekend planned out. I leave for Germany Wednesday morning and have lots to do… GT ---
**Author:** ![Anaamika](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/a/5f9b8f/32.png) [@Anaamika](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Anaamika)\ **Post date:** [December 17, 2005, 4:01pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/mmp-as-serious-as-a-heart-attack/335230/296 "2005-12-17T16:01:56Z")
A MAN?! AAARGH! Ok, Just kidding. I doubt anyone’s reading this this late, but I’ll be there! ---
**Author:** ![Spatial\_Rift\_47](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/s/a8b319/32.png) [@Spatial\_Rift\_47](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Spatial_Rift_47)\ **Post date:** [December 17, 2005, 4:37pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/mmp-as-serious-as-a-heart-attack/335230/297 "2005-12-17T16:37:56Z")
> [@FairyChatMom](#): > > Another early weekend morning, of course. I was awakened by a bizarre dream. I went to buy my husband a carton of cigarettes (no, he doesn’t smoke. He never smoked AFAIK) and the “store” was a family home, with a barn/shed/workshop out back. Anyway, I asked the guy if he had a carton of Newports (?!?) and he said yes, so I gave him my debit card. He rung up the sale, then handed me a carton of Marlboros. I told him I wanted Newports and he said that was all he had. I insisted he give me a refund, so he took my debit card back to the workshop thing. > > Meanwhile, I’m sitting in a living room with a very odd family. There were 3 toddlers, one in a bath (yeah, in the living room) and 2 in a crib, and I figured they were triplets. Still waiting. Then a big station wagon/SUV thing full of groceries backs up to the door and this whole huge family goes into action unloading it. All of a sudden, everyone, from kids to grandparents, are hanging curtains in all the windows. I figured since I was just sitting there waiting, I’d help out by putting in drapery hooks. One of the little kids kinda sneered at me because I was slow with the hooks. > > Still no sign of the guy with my debit card, so I got into my van to drive away, thinking I’d just call my credit union. But as I was driving down the road, I noticed a section of my steering wheel was broken off, and I just _knew_ the cigarette guy had done it. So I turned around and went back. I found myself in a hallway where this older man in a terrycloth bathrobe was just coming out a door. I told him that I wanted my debit card credited for the cigarettes so I could go home, and he sighed and headed to the shed thing to settle the issue. > > All of a sudden, I was standing there nekkid, trying to be nonchalant about it. The older guy was telling me about a script he had written, and I was just impatient for him to get my card back. I was imagining all kinds of charges on the card, then I reminded myself I only had about $300 in that account. Then the old guy wanted me to lie down so he could pleasure me. And that’s when I woke up. > > Your mission, should you agree to accept it, is to tell me what the _%#_(%&(#_&_ that dream was all about! The key to dream analysis is to start with any personal significance of anything in the dreams. The cigarettes seem to be an important element. Have you or anyone close to you (except your husband, obviously) ever smoked? The cigarettes could represent something going on between you and that person, as would the failure to get the proper type of cigarettes, and the cigarette guy and his damn dirty steering wheel tactics. The only thing that comes to mind about the living room “scene” is that you are a mother, and presumably (this being America and all) you have a living room. Could that part represent feeling out of touch with any homemaker role you feel you have? The part with the debit card sounds like it may be related to losing or fearing loss of control in some part of your life. And the old guy … he’s just a perv. 😛 Actually, seeing as how you were naked and he wanted you to lie down, that could also represent losing or fearing loss of control. ---
**Author:** ![Lissla\_Lissar](https://avatars.discourse-cdn.com/v4/letter/l/8491ac/32.png) [@Lissla\_Lissar](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Lissla_Lissar)\ **Post date:** [December 17, 2005, 5:01pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/mmp-as-serious-as-a-heart-attack/335230/298 "2005-12-17T17:01:58Z")
I dreamed about making wedding dresses. Analyse _that_. 😃 I just slept for ten hours and I feel less stressed, especially since a co-worker is bringing gingerbread and drop cookies today. I told OQD that we were going to rig her an electric collar, like one of those invisible fence ones, that goes off if she touches chocolate. ---
**Author:** ![Ellen\_Cherry](https://sea3.discourse-cdn.com/straightdope/user_avatar/boards.straightdope.com/ellen_cherry/32/3600_2.png) [@Ellen\_Cherry](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Ellen_Cherry)\ **Post date:** [December 17, 2005, 5:09pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/mmp-as-serious-as-a-heart-attack/335230/299 "2005-12-17T17:09:41Z")
Hi, hi everyone! What did I miss. **What did I miss???** I did see the bout with anaphalactic shock with _flipping back through …_ **Mr. Gotti**. Hope he’s doing ok now! I was horribly busy at work and had no time to play. I just read this page of the MMP and see that\*\* Bobbio\*\* is not going to be my neighbor \ ☹ But congratulations on the new job! **sr47** you crack me up!! Such a wit. I’m glad **gt** re-ran your rant; I would have missed it otherwise. High fives! I agree. I am done Christmas shopping, except for stocking stuffers and a wallet for CherryHusband. Now … To Wrap. Ugh. I’ve had a wonderful holiday experience … an old friend I haven’t been in touch with for 15 years sent me a card, and I talked to her on the phone this morning. She didn’t know about my divorce, remarriage and The Advent of Baby Cherry, so that was exciting to floor her with all my news. 🙂 ---
**Author:** ![Taters](https://sea3.discourse-cdn.com/straightdope/user_avatar/boards.straightdope.com/taters/32/2845_2.png) [@Taters](https://boards.straightdope.com/u/Taters)\ **Post date:** [December 17, 2005, 5:49pm UTC](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/mmp-as-serious-as-a-heart-attack/335230/300 "2005-12-17T17:49:54Z")
The office Christmas party was fun. The food was good, the service was good, etc. I ended up with an ice cream 101 set (bowls and banana split dishes). But, really, the best part of the Christmas party was the “after-party”. Four of us stayed behind to have a drink or two. We ambled over to the bar area and ordered beers. One of my co-workers suggested we play a game. The game is called Fuzzy Duck (I think). The order of the words used in the game are fuzzy duck, ducky fuzz and does he. If someone says does he, then the order is reversed. So, it goes around the table with one person starting out and the person his/her left going next. You must say what the person ahead of you said, until someone says “does he”. If someone says does he, then the order is reversed and you have to say the opposite of what was being said before. Example: fuzzy duck, fuzzy duck, fuzzy duck, does he, ducky fuzz, ducky fuzz, ducky fuzz, does he, fuzzy duck, etc. The problem with this game and drinking is people tend to really mangle the words and the words come out REALLY, REALLY, wrong. For whatever odd reason (alcohol is a large contributor), you start dropping the F-bomb in place of the word duck. I really, really, really concentrated and managed not to drop any F-bombs. My co-workers were not so fortunate. If you mess up the words, you’re supposed to take a drink Next my friend decided she wanted to order all of us a blow job. Climb out of the gutter folks, it’s a drink. I was the only one who managed to drink it correctly. The correct way to drink it, is to stand with your hands behind your back, pick up the glass in your mouth, and drink it down. The bartender messed up the first one, so we got another one for free, which I managed to drink correctly again. My friends and co-workers were all :eek: :eek: :eek: 😃😃😃 . They told me my husband is probably very proud of me. I was all :eek: :eek: :o :o . Tally of drinks for me: two glasses of wine during the Christmas party itself, two beers and two blow jobs at the after party. I was pleasantly “lit”. I then switched to water because it was a bit of a drive home. **gt,** I’m so glad the DH is okay. **FCM,** um, I don’t know what to make of your dream. I also have very vivid dreams. **Lissla,** forget the tea. You need a drink. You have way more patience than me. Pray for me. **Mr. Taters** and I are going out to do our Christmas shopping today. Ugh! [Previous page](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/mmp-as-serious-as-a-heart-attack/335230.md?page=14) [Next page](https://boards.straightdope.com/t/mmp-as-serious-as-a-heart-attack/335230.md?page=16)