Hell, I wouldn't be surprised if Grimmy put them in the dog.

You might be in for a surprise when you finally take down that sculpture in the back yard then.

I did it today.
My father's coming down in a few days.
Couldn't stand the thought of explaining that one.

He'd make you move home, or some place that has soft walls.

Might want to clear the memory on your camera then too. It's unlikely he'd look through the pictures, but would you want to explain any of those if he did?

On a more off topic note, our avatars compliment each other nicely. Just need someone to fill in the middle.

Then again, I could use a rest.

That's just sick.

Nice avatar, by the way.

Dem's fightin' werdz.

Booze was my breakfast, lunch and dinner for three days... whether I walked that walk on my own, I couldn't say, but I think plenty of the rest of these wankers were right with me - the milk of jura in my coffee in da morning; the wonderful taste of Besançon in my reservoir beneath the cool Arizona starlight.

By the way, Cros, thanks for irrigating Abby's rock formation of a yard with my wet back. It's as wrecked as Spongey's boo-tang.

Ha!

BTW, due to some technical difficulties, your package didn't get out today. I'm getting it out tomorrow. Sorry for the delay.

I've never heard that term for Pug spooge before.

Technical difficulties? Just wait until Sherm falls asleep, he's easier to manipulate that way.

And speaking of spooge, did you ever figure out what that was in your Puta, Skeet?
Cuz that didn't look like sediment to me.

Of course you never heard that term, I'm a well-mannered perv, so I never talk with my mouth full.

I'm outta town next week.
Wanna watch the Senator for me?

Now do you really have to ask?

Throw in the leftover boozie and I'll see what I can do... to him.

On a completely unrelated topic, where's Smuttty?

Dead.

Its never wise to look too closely inside a Puta.

That's what happens when get Nostilized.

Poor Smuttty.

Hey, Grimmy:

Bark bark, bark bark bark, grrrr... BARK BARK, bark, arf arf, bark?

No. You are forgetting that the beer eating was the day BEFORE LCLF.

So? Then Friday was the day before Louchefiesta, too. Although we did drink beer Saturday morning, and afternoon.

I can't take all the credit. That was a group effort. Spongie and I did buy quite a bit, though.

I didn't.
I had a Shirley Temple.

She's not as hot as she used to be.

CeeGee thinks she's hotter.

Not hot enough.

Not until she's deliciously decomposing.

I did offer to buy her a shot of gin to put into her Shirley Temple, but she wouldn't go for it. I was a little dissapointed for awhile, but after a 1/2 dozen oysters forgot about it, and finished my virgin colada.

Mmmmm...gin and Shirley Temples.
I think I know what I'm pouring next.
Sure hope I still have some grenadine.
Glad tomorrow's Friday.

I can now see Ms. Nermal down at the bar-scene in Phoenix, explaining to everying the importance of the correct ratio of gin, grenadine, and sprite in her new favorite, ..... The Abby Tempe!

I've got a snowboarder chick that always orders a shirly temple with stoli-raz.

Ewwww, sugar.

Flavored vodkas are girlie.

Not like a Shirley Temple with gin.

Actually, I can see her down at Casey's, buying her way back into their good graces with 65% tips.

Did it last night.
And had to hide my face when I walked by the bar because our waitress was in there drinking.
Luckily it was raining and I had big hair.

According to Dinky, a 65% tip is not very good.

I gots me some car and house payments bitch.

who the fuck is stinksfinger?

Love the new AV-tar, Skeets.

Honky.

That's the OLD AvAtar.

Hey, I gots to be me.

Oh, and I got my pants back today.

Were they clean?

Glad you got your pants back.
I'm sure you got lotsa looks goin' to work in just your boxers this week.

But the airport strip search was quicker than usual.

Tis truly a happy day when one can once again become clothed. I recall being naked in a cold, cruel world, and can imagine how wonderful it would have been to have found a small amount of garment to surround my freezing, cold, chafed, red skin.

I think it is sublime that you all found each other and became such at-ease at such a gathering as this. I only hope that I will be able to partake at such a beautiful event. I am happy to be able to tell you all this, and pray that I will soon be reborn and find my way south from the wastelands to the origination of this chiasm.

I love and miss you all.

Hee!