Tonight, we get tanked on rum and coke and eat too much Chinese food.
Beans, beans, the musical fruit. The more you eat, the less your friends want to be around you.
And if I used sugar cubes and drank Absinthe. Which I don’t. But I COULD. And then, I would need these. Continue reading
And damn, goose is GOOD.
It’s Christmas Eve! And we all know what that means.
Brian, on Alex Trebek: “You know why no one likes him? He’s assholier than thou.”
Mother Nature has seen fit to drive a rusty spike into my left temple. Every once in a while, she twists it to make sure I’m still paying attention.
Therefore, I am forced to abjure from cooking in favor of eating takeout in a dark room.
Kill my finances, that is. Sorry, no Christmas this year; mommy spent all her money on pre-cooked and shelled fresh lobster meat. Thank god I don’t actually have kids.