Yep, green light is on. I'm gonna have a few nips before I go in. They'll probably make me pay a cover charge...
Nah, you're a made man. We're gonna have someone walk you in through the kitchen, one shot, like in Goodfellas.
"They told me to see the glass half full cause some see it as half empty
I chose to see the glass twice the size it needed to be" - Pharoahe Monch, 'Broken Again'
Whoa! WTF is going on here tonight? There are several calls from Benitobeast but no one was there. Have you fucktards given up on Skype? And why doesn't Google flag fucktard as a misspelled word?
Thanks, Dear Booze, for putting me to bed last night.
(I woke up and saw the "you have been removed by ..." along with the requisite sad face. I'm guessing I passed out right after eating the food that was in that empty tray on the coffee table. Oddly, there was also a tupperware bowl in the kitchen sink this morning with gobs of BBQ sauce in the bottom of it. I wonder what I was eating then?)
Thanks, Dear Booze, for putting me to bed last night.
(I woke up and saw the "you have been removed by ..." along with the requisite sad face. I'm guessing I passed out right after eating the food that was in that empty tray on the coffee table. Oddly, there was also a tupperware bowl in the kitchen sink this morning with gobs of BBQ sauce in the bottom of it. I wonder what I was eating then?)
Rye and and I were signing off and didn't want to leave the call running. Imagine some poor fucker signing on only to find a sleeping Hugh. For some unknown reason, we thought you would not appreciate it. We were also afraid you would wake up with a stiff neck because of the crazy way you passed out. For some other unknown reason, we were both being very maternal.
so i'm banned form this shit? I don't give a fuck. it's gone from the skype list and I don;'t fucking care if you don't want me there than that is fine
so i'm banned form this shit? I don't give a fuck. it's gone from the skype list and I don;'t fucking care if you don't want me there than that is fine
Dear Booze kicked you out!
He's like Mike Pence! He's a traitor!
Major Strasser: What is your nationality?
Rick: I'm a drunkard.
Captain Renault: That makes Rick a citizen of the world.
Thanks, Dear Booze, for putting me to bed last night.
(I woke up and saw the "you have been removed by ..." along with the requisite sad face. I'm guessing I passed out right after eating the food that was in that empty tray on the coffee table. Oddly, there was also a tupperware bowl in the kitchen sink this morning with gobs of BBQ sauce in the bottom of it. I wonder what I was eating then?)
Rye and and I were signing off and didn't want to leave the call running. Imagine some poor fucker signing on only to find a sleeping Hugh. For some unknown reason, we thought you would not appreciate it. We were also afraid you would wake up with a stiff neck because of the crazy way you passed out. For some other unknown reason, we were both being very maternal.
I was a little concerned one session we all had when I needed to hang up and Hugh was on the floor and couldn't get up so just passed out after stepping off his sofa and after hitting a nice bottle of Woodford. Hugh was back the next week ready for some more. What a pro!
Found myself in the Matrix and took the red pill. Now I want the blue pill and my bottle and leave me alone.