I'm feelin extra slutty today.

FlufferNutter!

Fluffy!

Sorry I missed your Easter party.

I corrected I to If,
who'da thunk an f would be so missed.

And yer not.

Me too. You coulda put your own cottony wad between my butt cheeks.

GB, I actually thought you had misplaced a /.
An F is very important, apparently.

PFFF!
Like you didn't already know.
Prude

She's only a prude when she's sober, around southerners or her parents.

Can you blame me for not wanting my daddy to know I'm a drunken whore?

Probably

Ok. Now that I've thought about it... YES!

Funny, he really didn’t come across as gullible. Besides, he’s seen what you wear out to the strip.

Good point.
As honesty is the best policy.

Yep, and who knows he may give you a bottle of Jade for your Bday

Every time I go to the strip to meet one of you fuckers, my dad asks me if I'm going to "some sort of booze orgy."

I'm so not kidding.

It's a combination of my whorish strip outfits and the fact that I'm always meeting boys.

And don't forget the fact that you never make it home before the sun is up.

and always lose your pants.

Actually, this particular dialogue began after Seattle last year.
When my poor naiive father saw me covered in bruises and bite marks.
I'm pretty sure he thinks I'm into serious S&M.

Which is fine, because it took me a while to convince him I wasn't a lesbian.
Not that there's anything wrong with that.

But it's baby steps for Mr. Conservative.

For Christsake, he told me he thought it was "not very lady-like" that I slept on my couch.

The man obviously doesn't know me very well.

You mean you aren't

Just because I enjoy beating the xit outta you doesn't mean I'm onto S&M.

Just 'cuz you aren't sober enough to realize you're losing.

I'm guessing I'm soberer than you.
Assmunch.

Not in the last 48 hours.

You're sober?
Jebus, coulda fooled me.

Then again, I generally ignore you when you're sober.
As you're no fucking fun.

Only a drunk argues about who's sober.

I'll never not admit when I'm not as drunk as you think I am.

Yup, Strep from some skank at the bar, you've prolly passed on your share, along with God knows what else. Nothing but antibiotics for me for a while.

You're a huge cunt tonight, aren't you?

There there Abby. We still think you're a nice bar fly.

As long as Fluffy Joe is good...

Every 12 stepper will tell ya, you still have the same problems when you're sober. I just find them even more irritating.

My next life:

Words to live by,
thanks.

Then get grab a box of cheap wine -- or a cheap whine box -- and get your ass down to LautrecFest.

Spoke to Eric, last night. He was in France.


Do you guys realize that this is the first time in almost 100 years that real authentic Absinthe has been produced in France?

He could certainly teach Ted a few things! (and pretty much anyone else).

How can it be authentic if it's not burnt™?

Prezactly!

I'm thirsty already.

I'm drinkin' (and makin') beer tonight, though...

With lots of hops?

Um, no - almost no hops (12g for a 3.5 gallon batch) and I'm using Saaz (very little bitterness.)

Black Licorice Tasting Crap™ should be extremely bitter - not beer!

Then it better be sour. The sourer the betterer.

It will be sour, butt less sour than many I've made. It will also be brewed with a lot of champagne and merlot grapes...

Qool.

I'm beginning to enjoy my new approach of murdering as many yeasts and bacterium as possible b4 bottling.