Those are frightening me.

Hey, that's CG.

That's good funny stuff

Quenya, or Sindarin?

(not to be taken seriously, as it's obvious. More in the vein of velocity of unladen Hirundo spilodera vs. Hirundo rustica)

What a fucking cockup.

Total mess.

Democracy=clusterfuck=me home a day early.

Thanks for Wed., fuck you for Thu.
I won't be back for more.

Bumpy,
Bless you. You've got the spirit. Too bad I couldn't meet you.

Ummm, what?

Damn it! There's that code again!

DG

Sounds like a breakdown in communication and planning.

It's not easy to organize drunken git-togithers.

It is if someone takes charge,
which I left to others.

Never again.

my slinger sense is picking up some frustration.

I'll try my best at decoding:

"What a fucking cockup." I've got morning wood.


"Total mess." I've just pissed in my face.

"Democracy=clusterfuck=me home a day early." Communism = although morally correct, will never work out = some asshole will get your house, your hooch, and your old girlfriend is behind you with a knife.

"Thanks for Wed., fuck you for Thu." I picked me up a hooker last night, her name was Marci, she blew me for $50. Today I fucked her friend Lucy and ran out without paying.

"I won't be back for more." Damned straight, her pimp is out looking for me!

"Bumpy, " Hmm, maybe I should get a shot of penicillin for that.

"Bless you. You've got the spirit. Too bad I couldn't meet you. " He is a holy ghost. But he plays with weasels, and I don't trust people who play with weasels.

There you go DG, it all makes perfect sense now!

at least we got this outta the trip.

Yeah.

Not worth it.

I'm still so fucking mad you can't
imagine.

I can tell....

Sorry.

Nothing like a wasted trip.

Nothing is a total waste.
But getting left out to dry sucks.
I felt 2nd on many lists.

Make it so #2.

Couple hours from now and the rest
will weigh in w/their side of the story.

Man! I'm still real pissed off.
Try walking in the cold, w/out a clue
where to go, in the biggest city in
America, no cabs, upset because of
the situation I was put in the middle of,
celly dead, 75 cents to call and get no
info in 2 minutes. And walking. And
stewing. And missing the big HG party.
It was nice to talk to Jim at the bar at
the Port Authority again. And nice he remembered
me 2 years later.
And it was nice to have the hot bucktoothed chick
sit next to me on the bus back, even if she wouldn't
thumb wrestle.
Still, not the end I envisioned.

Wow .... sounds like a perfectly good outing went horribly awry.

Sorry to hear Mayor.

DG

So. Yeah. Hate to re-state the obvious, but the invasion didn't quite go as planned. Think "Black Hawk Down".
That being said, I had a wonderful time drinkin' and shootin' the shit with Rimmy and the Mayor, drinkin' and shootin' the shit with Porkpie and my new buddy Bumpy, and just generally drinkin' and shootin' the shit.
So while the battle may have been lost, THE WAR IS NOT OVER!
I love you people.

Damn whiskey shots. Never again.

I've never had more free booze in my
long bar life. Free rounds, free bottles
to go, free shots.
The Gift was ON.

Yep.

The GIFT was in my tummy.

Whoa!
I missed sumpin'!!

Free booze = gift. In my tummy.

I missed a shitload. Can you say "blackout"???? I was told I did shit that I have no recollection of whatsoever...

Just wait until LCLF. I'm already starting to feel the embarassment and shame because of the things I'll probably do at LCLF.

Now that's a scary image.

......at least that's what he's telling everyone

Yeah, better get your alibi worked out in advance. Now that the green river killer is locked up, the river is gettin' hungry...

I also apologize to the host, in advance.

Sorry, Rimbo. I was really drunk.

Skeeter here's your shoe back.

Porkio, how much money do you need to replace that vintage glass?

Crosby, just give me a receipt for the dry cleaning bill.

Has anyone found my eye patch?

Now I know for sure why the call you Dinky.