The drink on the left, combined with Eminem & D12 (My words are weapons), Eminem ft. Dido (Stan) and things like Elton John & Kiki Dee (Don't go breaking my heart), Enigma (Principles of Lust), Epsilon Minus (Double Trigger), Eurythmics (It's alright, baby's coming back) and Sisters are doing it for themselves can only mean one thing in the middle of the night :
I'm drunk. Well I'm not yet, but I might be soon. Why? I dunno coz being drunk doesn't really mean a lot to me, but I just felt like having a nice ice-cold large Cointreau Ice Tea... (and a second one - I'd have a third one too, but I ran out of icecubes) in a Hoegaarden pint nonetheless!
You know what's fun to do at night? Pissing three stories down from your balcony, facing the street and standing in broad view of a street light that stands almost in front of your apartment. It's less fun when the cops drive by and stop to ask all kinds of questions.
Go me!
OK, so the cops didn't stop to ask questions. They drove straight on, they probably weren't looking for the mystery balcony pisser. Phew!
I received this spam mail with the subject "You can help yourself" so I spanked my monkey till it puked. Only then did I realize it was advertising for some mortgage crap. Nowadays you can't even trust spam anymore :(
Oh, if you want/need a gmail account, leave a comment you sicko. I've got a couple more to spread.
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