Return of the NYC Thursday Night Dope-Dinners

I have sad news to report to my fellow bowlers… it turns out that the shirt says SEA monkey! Which makes sense, since there’s a picture of a surfing monkey on it.

[sub][sup]Though considering that I got this shirt at Yellow Rat Bastard, I bet it’s no accident that it looks suspiciously different…[/sub][/sup]

I can’t surf! I feel like a fraud!

“New Sexy Pants Pixellent”? Christ, it makes me sound like a lewd action figure.

Oh. New Sexy Pants. Pixellent. Two sentences.

Never mind…

“drop the ball”. Oh, ha ha.

Did I ever claim that I bowl better than a yak with a hangover? DID I???

You know, I knew there was a reason I kept envisioning you gamboling amid a family of brine shrimp in an aquarium filled with Magic Rocks…

Never mind, Vix. You’ll always be a sex monkey to us.

Thanks!

:: sniff ::

… since Scralden [sub]damn it, I was just told of the name change… why am I always the last to know these things??? :([/sub] (make that hampster) made it here safely and we’re on our way to get something to eat.

A great time definitely was had by all, and those of you that missed it… there really are no words to describe it! Between Pucette’s skillful use of scissor’s on Vix’s butt, to my mad dash for my inhaler after watching Pix’s masterful bowling, it was one of the best time’s I’ve ever had with a group of Dopers! I only wish I’d had the video camera readily available…

As for next up, we were talking miniature golf. Anyone know of any that we can try to set it up with??