That never stopped the Infomaniac Drinking Team from having a good time.
Above we see Miss Roses taking her place at the whiskey dispenser as the rest of you queue behind her.
Later that evening…
Friday, January 21, 2011
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firstie-poo
ReplyDeleteand this is why i switched to a washable floor covering. snail trails.
ReplyDeleteis that the mistress with the rifle?
ReplyDeletei suppose you think you're at a safeway in tucson.
Whiskey river, don't run dry!
ReplyDeletethat is one flat ass woman, sugar! xoxo
ReplyDeleteYou'd have to hold gun to my head too, before i drank any of that cheap italian plonk from a raffia wrapped bottle! Now ... Where's the rest of the whisky?
ReplyDeleteThey're all just stoned & drunk and talking about Horst...
ReplyDeleteNudity, cheap wine, bad window treatments and firearms...just another Saturday night in Oregon, folks.
ReplyDeleteI like the vending machine! What the hell is 'Evvy'? Everclear? THEY HAD A MACHINE THAT VENDED EVERCLEAR? If so, it explains so much about my parents' generation....
...er, 'Evva'. That shoulda been.
ReplyDelete*resumes staring at refrigerator*
Yup ............ looks about right
ReplyDeleteWhere is Roses?
ReplyDeletePerhaps I should give her a nudge and take her an early morning coffee laced with Tia Maria...
Sx
KABUKI: firstie-poo
ReplyDeleteand this is why i switched to a washable floor covering. snail trails.
Snail trails…the problem no one talks about.
NORMADESMOND: is that the mistress with the rifle?
i suppose you think you're at a safeway in tucson.
Whaddya mean ya don’t do double coupons here?
XL: Whiskey river, don't run dry!
You tell ‘em Willie!
(I just like saying “willie”)
SAVANNAH: that is one flat ass woman, sugar!
That is Ms. First Nations: Queen of the Flatbutt Tribe.
Don’t piss her off, she’s armed.
PRINCESS: You'd have to hold gun to my head too, before i drank any of that cheap italian plonk from a raffia wrapped bottle! Now ... Where's the rest of the whisky?
Have a look at my avatar to see where the rest of the whiskey is stashed.
WALLY: They're all just stoned & drunk and talking about Horst...
They’re calling him Whorst now.
NATIONS: Nudity, cheap wine, bad window treatments and firearms...just another Saturday night in Oregon, folks.
I like the vending machine! What the hell is 'Evvy'? Everclear? THEY HAD A MACHINE THAT VENDED EVERCLEAR? If so, it explains so much about my parents' generation....
...er, 'Evva'. That shoulda been.
*resumes staring at refrigerator*
“If you're thinkin' about drinkin', then the answer's crystal clear,
Its the invisible intoxicant....its called everclear.”
p.s. Miss Savannah has a problem with your flat butt.
DAMIEN: Yup ............ looks about right
Been there?
SCARLET: Where is Roses?
Perhaps I should give her a nudge and take her an early morning coffee laced with Tia Maria...
I hear sobs from the ladies’ room.
If I was drunk enough to drink whiskey, which I loathe and detest, that explains the pounding head and heaving stomach this morning.
ReplyDelete*holds up sparkly pink panties*
Did Cyberpete and I swap undies again?
Ladies, ladies. What did mother always tell you? If the floor is so dirty that you don't feel comfortable taking off your shoes, then you shouldn't rub your nether bits on it, either.
ReplyDeleteGirls night out in a Fabric Warehouse?
ReplyDeleteMost peculiar.
Still, at least it wasn't a carpet warehouse. No carpet burns for them!
Wow! Now THAT'S a party!
ReplyDeleteROSES: If I was drunk enough to drink whiskey, which I loathe and detest, that explains the pounding head and heaving stomach this morning.
ReplyDelete*holds up sparkly pink panties*
Did Cyberpete and I swap undies again?
Do these belong to you or CyberPete?
STACIA: Ladies, ladies. What did mother always tell you? If the floor is so dirty that you don't feel comfortable taking off your shoes, then you shouldn't rub your nether bits on it, either.
Want some whiskey in your water?
Sugar in your tea?
What's all these crazy questions they're askin' me?
This is the craziest party that could ever be
Don't turn on the lights 'cause I don't wanna see
Mama told me not to come
IVD: Girls night out in a Fabric Warehouse?
Most peculiar.
Still, at least it wasn't a carpet warehouse. No carpet burns for them!
And no carpet munching!
VINCENT: Wow! Now THAT'S a party!
You may sneak in the back door with your Fleshlight when the ladies aren’t looking, if you wish.
Only in Utah!
ReplyDeleteWe weren't singing to Utah Saints again, were we? Jeez.
ReplyDeleteMJ, I think they're too big to be mine. I'm pretty sure I was wearing some when I arrived....
I didn't wear knickers when I arrived.
ReplyDeleteSo, I've brought champagne, caviar and Godiva chocolates Roses. Do you know if the male strippers are arriving anytime soon?
Ah...it's a mystery then.
ReplyDeleteI'd love a glass and chocolate my darling. Thank you.
No idea. I thought they were supposed to be here awhile ago.
Oh, a whiskey bar.
ReplyDeleteSaved! I'll help the ladies.
I think the service here is quite poor.
ReplyDeleteMaybe I'll just turn around in my Jimmy Choo's and go home with a naughty book. Anyone wanna come?
What the hell is going on in here?
ReplyDeleteAnd who lets the Doors in?
Well I for one hope that this was cavorted about in a hotel! Your home upholstery should never be defiled, less the vicar comes about and sniffs your cushions to validate your propriety.
ReplyDeleteoh sure every guy dreams of waking up at a party like this, but when the little hairy man smokin a cheap cigar in a wife beater hands you the bill for the room & escorts, you begin to wonder if it was really worth it?
ReplyDeleteHmmm?
I'd like to book this room for next Friday!