Once in awhile, it's good to remind ones self why we do not take part in the same shenanigans that we used to.
On a Monday after another non-drinking weekend, I must remember "all the fun" I had in the past. Actually, I just laughed my ass off when I saw the photo of the drunk chick. Wow.Spam and rudeness will not be tolerated. We're here to have a few grins, and if you can't abide, move along. Did I mention Spam? Because if I didn't, here it is. NO SPAM!! That includes saying you like our blog and it's thought-provoking (which we know is a lie) and here's a link to your blog. Basically, if you link post a link to a for-profit site without the express written consent of me or the Big Vance-a-rino, I'll delete your comment and you'll look like an ass or I'll mock you mercilesly for being a dork.
~Peace & Love,
Rick
Ahh, the drunk tank!
ReplyDeleteI have to admit that, this past Superbowl SUnday, I was in a similar state as the girl in above photo. I recall taking the dog for a walk after we got home from the party, and basically laying down in a nearby field for a rest while the dog walked her self. I awoke to the sound of my phone ringing, and sand in my mouth.
In retrospect, I had many more revolting "waking up in a field" moments while a youth in Germany.