Piss off...

Sunday, July 23, 2006

Not as bad as I thought

All day long I've been consumed by a rather nauseating question: how could I, even with my prodigious capacity, consume fourteen beers between 4:00 PM and 11:00 PM yesterday? I found four cans left this morning. Doing the math, I had fourteen. How?!?! How in the fucking fuck?!?

As it turns out, I got a 12-Pack, rather than my intended 18-Pack (the fridge packs are kind of close in size), and only had eight.

Phew! I'm only a borderline alcoholic after all!

2 Comments:

Blogger b-dub said...

Yeah, I read that. Great piece.

Gather is great, but you can't say FUCKING SHIT on Gather without censoring yourself. FUCK that. I'm'a keep doing both, yo. This is just a more visceral path from my brain, or what's left thereof...

9:39 PM

 
Blogger Mike Tolen said...

Last weekend I got a flank steak, some broccoli rabe, and a 12 pack. Add Eagles football to that mix and I'm one happy mofo (wait, no censoring... MOTHER FUCKER!!!). Even preseason is great after a seven month drought, hence the excitement and indulgence. When I grabbed my self-imposed last of the night, I realized that left only one beer. All alone in the chilly 'fridge... kinda fucked up for a school night.

11:49 PM

 

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