Saturday, December 15, 2007
I'm pretty sure that even though I look like this:my friends look at me and see this:
"Why?" you ask. I have participate in a handful of Secret Santa gift exchanges in my day
and every time I have received something related to alcohol. First year: a Notre Dame beer mug. Second year: frosted Budweiser pilsner glasses. Third year: homer Simpson monster mug. And this year was no different. What did I receive? A Sierra Nevada pint glass, a 12-pack of Sierra Nevada Celebration Ale, and a mini putting green with six shot glasses designed to be a drinking game.
The only other common factor in all the gift exchanges was Pangle. So I'm putting the blame for my lush image squarely on her. Curse you, Pangle. Curse you.
Labels: My friends think I'm a lush, Pangalicious
I feel like if you tried just a little, you could find a similar photo of you passed out (or on your way to passed out) at some party or another.
Also, the only thing dollar coins are good for are toll roads, and I refuse to pay to drive.
Hmm, something tells me I'd have to look through other people's pictures for that one. And yes, I'm sure it exists.
If Lunchbox were here, he would inform you that you do indeed pay to drive, every time you pay gasoline tax and your yearly vehicle registration. So put that in your pipe and smoke it.
It would have to be an old photo because the NEW goat ditched the side part many years ago now.
BTW, i heart dollar coins.
Side-part Goat knew not the ways of alcohol. But frighteningly enough that guy looks like side-part Goat a little bit.
i still cringe when I see pictures of myself from high school.
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