I am at the gym. The door is open. The syringes are filled, lined up on the kitchen table, alphabetically by name, and game. Single file, only take yours, self-administer, lick it clean and quietly leave (do not open the refrigerator to swig Cold Duck). I'm trusting you, and Dunston is watching.
Every year at Christmas when the Husband was posted at his old job, the Columbus office would have a nice dinner and White Elephant Gift Exchange. The head honchos from the Home Office heard about what fun it was, and they started showing up. Fun was had by one and all and the wine flowed like water. As Cookie and Husband seldom drink at work affairs, our time was more than merry watching people let their hair down.
ANYWAY at one party a real divisional VP showed up and we became fast friends. When the gift exchange came around she dared me to choose her gift, so I did. And as you know, a true White Elephant Gift exchange includes things that the "donors" received as presents, but don't want, need or otherwise covet. Her's was a small, intricately carved box, inlaid with mother of pearl. Not my thing either. So I took away someone elses present and gave them the box (another aspect of a white elephant gift exchange).
"What! You don't need a hash box?" she exclaimed.
Quite frankly, no, I didn't. Not that it wasn't nice, but I had no use for it, legal or otherwise.
And that, dear ones, is why I don't drink at work parties. While everyone else was three sheets to the wind and forgot that moment, I kept it tucked away for some point in the future when it will come in handy.
I was so pleased I understood what "Weißbierfrühstück" meant without consulting a German/English dictionary, those holidays to Gran Canaria have really paid off.
:-)
ReplyDeleteSxxx
MISS SCARLET: Thank you for keeping the noise level low.
Deletedon't mind if i do darling...
ReplyDeleteYay First!
Oh Hai Miss Scarlet....
PRINNY: You and Miss Scarlet are tied for being the “first footers” on Infomaniac in 2013.
DeleteNormally I’d say it was you but Miss Scarlet was trying not to awaken me.
Please pass the FUKITOL®.
ReplyDeleteLX: What a memory you have, Mr. LAX!
DeleteI posted that in 2008!
HERR MAGO: I’m seeing the word “rot” a lot on that first link and that can’t be good.
ReplyDeleteAs for “Weißbierfrühstück,” I shouldn’t drink anything that I can’t pronounce.
my go-to has always been The Helen Lawson Enema.
ReplyDeleteNORMA: Didn't you star in the off-off-Broadway production of "Love Thine Enema?"
Deletenot only did i star in it, i wrote, directed, staged, choreographed AND worked the box office!
Deletei also squeezed the bottle.
NORMA: I hope you washed your hands.
DeleteFilthy bitch.
*staggers in looking for coffee*
ReplyDeleteHappy New Year! Hope 2013 is moist, unmedicated and fun!
*staggers out again*
Would you like a shot of something stronger in your coffee, Miss Roses?
DeleteYes please.
DeleteRDJ thanks.
xx
And of course, Happy New Year Mistress MJ!
ReplyDeleteHappy New Year to YOU too, Mr. LAX!
DeleteAnd the kittehs, of course.
Click it and play it loud: It's Austrian beer radio - absolutely unbearable!
ReplyDeleteMAGO: You have the honour of being the first Bitch sent to the Oubliette in 2013.
ReplyDeleteYour crime…that “music.”
Ah the oubliette - possibly the best place now: Pill-dispenser, reading area and at your feet, what more could a fat cat possibly beg for?
ReplyDeleteI am at the gym. The door is open. The syringes are filled, lined up on the kitchen table, alphabetically by name, and game. Single file, only take yours, self-administer, lick it clean and quietly leave (do not open the refrigerator to swig Cold Duck). I'm trusting you, and Dunston is watching.
ReplyDeleteMARGARET: Mistress MJ has heard the line “lick it clean” too many times to be fooled again.
DeleteEvery year at Christmas when the Husband was posted at his old job, the Columbus office would have a nice dinner and White Elephant Gift Exchange. The head honchos from the Home Office heard about what fun it was, and they started showing up. Fun was had by one and all and the wine flowed like water. As Cookie and Husband seldom drink at work affairs, our time was more than merry watching people let their hair down.
ReplyDeleteANYWAY at one party a real divisional VP showed up and we became fast friends. When the gift exchange came around she dared me to choose her gift, so I did. And as you know, a true White Elephant Gift exchange includes things that the "donors" received as presents, but don't want, need or otherwise covet. Her's was a small, intricately carved box, inlaid with mother of pearl. Not my thing either. So I took away someone elses present and gave them the box (another aspect of a white elephant gift exchange).
"What! You don't need a hash box?" she exclaimed.
Quite frankly, no, I didn't. Not that it wasn't nice, but I had no use for it, legal or otherwise.
And that, dear ones, is why I don't drink at work parties. While everyone else was three sheets to the wind and forgot that moment, I kept it tucked away for some point in the future when it will come in handy.
COOKIE: I hope the other Bitches are paying attention.
DeleteIf you’re tucking secrets away like this, I would love to know what dirt you have on Norma, Peenee, and the other Bitches.
[tiptoes in]
ReplyDelete[leaves bottle of peppermint schnapps for Herr Mago]
[tiptoes out]
That scene looks very famaliar, but from where..... and must you shout!?!
ReplyDeleteMISTRESS MADDIE: It's either from the film "Valley of the Dolls" or YOUR bedroom.
DeleteA a little old Happy New Year to you too!
ReplyDeleteShhhhhhhhhhhhh
DeleteLX: Too much noise!
ReplyDeleteJoin Herr Mago in the Oubliette!
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh! Even scrolling down the page makes too much noise. Jx
ReplyDeletePS Happy New Year. Jx
DeleteJON: I can’t hear myself think in this place.
DeleteWhich is just as well, isn’t it?
Happy New Year!
I was so pleased I understood what "Weißbierfrühstück" meant without consulting a German/English dictionary, those holidays to Gran Canaria have really paid off.
ReplyDeleteShhhhhhhhhhhhh Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh! Is this a new Mavis Beacon typing workout?
ReplyDeleteHappy New Year!
MITZI: I was quite disappointed when I found out Mavis Beacon isn’t a real person.
DeleteHeavens - here's some Krach Bumm for all you poor sufferers ...
ReplyDeleteMAGO: Krach bumm?
DeleteIs that like “plumber’s crack?”
It's more like industrial strength noise, absolutely childish, like a two year old playing with a hammer.
DeleteMITZI: I thought it meant “get your finger unstuck.”
ReplyDelete