Jester
07-06-2007, 02:29 PM
On Independence Day, I was only scheduled for the day shift, and had the night to roam. And roam I did, having a good ole time at several watering holes. All was well and good.
Yesterday I was at work at the Waterfrong Bar, and my friend Frank was there having a morning libation. And he started to regale me with tales of my drunken escapades. Our conversation went about like this....
FRANK: You were pretty snockered last night.
JESTER: Yeah, I guess I had a few.
FRANK: You passed out at the magic bar.
JESTER: I don't remember that, but yeah, I can see it.
FRANK: Twice!
JESTER: If you say so.
FRANK: And you were hitting on a girl.
(Insert sound of car coming to a grinding screeching halt.)
JESTER: Say what?
FRANK: You were hitting on this one girl.
JESTER: I most certainly was NOT. Now, I may have been flirting with her, which I am allowed to do, thank you very much, but I was NOT hitting on her. I have a girlfriend! :angel:
FRANK: You kissed her.
(Insert sound of above car crashing violently.)
JESTER: :eek: I WHAT!??!?!
FRANK: You kissed her.
JESTER: Bullshit! Dude, what happened? Honestly.
At this point, panic was setting in, and I was getting ready to jump in the harbor. Then Frank came clean. Apparently said girl at one point reached over, grabbed my face with her hands, and planted one on me. And I leaned back, looked at her, and said, "Darlin', I have a girlfriend."
So apparently, even when I am so drunk that I can't remember any of it, I still can't cheat. :cool:
Yes, RW knows about this. I had Frank tell her the story. She found it hilarious. She, like me, is very non-jealous, and is rational enough to realize that I have no control over what someone else does.
Alcohol--making dumb people even dumber for hundreds of years. :lol:
Yesterday I was at work at the Waterfrong Bar, and my friend Frank was there having a morning libation. And he started to regale me with tales of my drunken escapades. Our conversation went about like this....
FRANK: You were pretty snockered last night.
JESTER: Yeah, I guess I had a few.
FRANK: You passed out at the magic bar.
JESTER: I don't remember that, but yeah, I can see it.
FRANK: Twice!
JESTER: If you say so.
FRANK: And you were hitting on a girl.
(Insert sound of car coming to a grinding screeching halt.)
JESTER: Say what?
FRANK: You were hitting on this one girl.
JESTER: I most certainly was NOT. Now, I may have been flirting with her, which I am allowed to do, thank you very much, but I was NOT hitting on her. I have a girlfriend! :angel:
FRANK: You kissed her.
(Insert sound of above car crashing violently.)
JESTER: :eek: I WHAT!??!?!
FRANK: You kissed her.
JESTER: Bullshit! Dude, what happened? Honestly.
At this point, panic was setting in, and I was getting ready to jump in the harbor. Then Frank came clean. Apparently said girl at one point reached over, grabbed my face with her hands, and planted one on me. And I leaned back, looked at her, and said, "Darlin', I have a girlfriend."
So apparently, even when I am so drunk that I can't remember any of it, I still can't cheat. :cool:
Yes, RW knows about this. I had Frank tell her the story. She found it hilarious. She, like me, is very non-jealous, and is rational enough to realize that I have no control over what someone else does.
Alcohol--making dumb people even dumber for hundreds of years. :lol: