It went something like this...
"Hahahaha!"
"Shot time!"
"uuuhhhhh.... I'm dying."
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
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16 comments:
damn! now I really wish I was there!
Hahahaha!
that was an incredible recap! i laughed so hard, i almost farted. okay not "almost".
p.s. "glided" adelle, i glided down the stairs.
We're even, Russ. Your PS made me check my drawers.
A little too coherent, but a pretty close recap.
I vaguely recall mustard, a very sticky floor, and something about a saucepan....
no technicolor yawn? a little bird told me.... ;°p
There were a few technicolor yawns, but I wont name names. And I actually thought I was dying at one point. Also contrary to popular opinion, I did NOT push or pull Russ down the stairs. I was just trying to help. And as an added bonus someone at the Atlanta airport has a picture of Russell's junk.
...or was it Rochester...hell I'm still drunk.
I don't know if I wanna know about the junk shot. Okay... yes I do. I totally, totally do.
I think all 3 of us are to blame for Russ falling- you, Grumpy & I. Poor guy went to bed & we sent you to bring him back. "No Russ! You must party more!" And Trina- don't worry. It was actually only the last 3 or 4 stairs.
TSA made me autograph the junk shot too. the humiliation never ends :(
oh and thanks fuckers, i'll send 1/3 of my chiropractor bill to each of you. don't forget to add 18% tip.
Speaking of technicolor yawns...it seems that the list of barfers is growing. I hear rumors that Grumpy tried to return the Georgia Moon in San Francisco a couple months ago. And I myself gave back to society after eating the "Special" Cocktail shrimp/pepperoni pizza from the Indian restaurant at Russellith Fair 1. Now we add a couple more members to the ucb (uncontrolable-chunk-blowers club). Who's next? That is what I ask myself...
Junk-blower? sås? Man, I too wish more than ever I was there...
@Adelle My only wish was that Russ would make it back alive from this trip. As long as he's still breathing without the help of a machine (because being in a coma doesn't count) then it's all good.
i think i forgot to thank Coyote for saving my life with the anti-cat pills. that is, after he tried to kill me by planting cat hairs underneath my eyelid when i was sleeping.
I did not place cat hairs there... It was a quick cat/face rub down, you pansy.
Your lips did turn a lovely shade of blue.
Thank you for allowing grumpy to live through another palooza. While he can be a bit smelly, I generally enjoy his company.
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