If someone tells me the exact spot to hit on the cue ball and exactly where to aim on the table, then there's an 80% chance that I'll hit it correctly. But without the help, I'm lost. Damn Geometry and Physics!
Statements like that are why you are no longer allowed to be my bartender.
Yeah, but let's not forget that there's a limit. And it is BEFORE the blackout stage.
You two were the Tequila Twins that night. And several others, too.
I only hit the shots twice. One in a chocolate cup. Speaking of which, still have a box.
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Oh please, you're just waiting for the next opportunity!
Yeah, there were a couple others in the Tequila crew. I'm guessing it was the mixing that did me in. And I'm still blaming Tink.
nah, the tequila was hidden and reserved for me, you and Boobs. And it was at Boobs request - so blame him. i would have never bought it if he didnt ask.
And of course I still have the bottle so everytime shameys has been over since I show her it and she cringes.
"Oh please, you're just waiting for the next opportunity!"
I don't know how to break this to you, but while I do enjoy drinking with you immensely I don't exactly sit around and wait for our get-togethers in order to imbibe copious amounts of alcoholic refreshment.
It's not the bottle that makes me cringe, it's that she keeps telling people the story!!!
That was for Tink, Deet. I'm hoping you'll have my back in the future.
SHE SAID IT, NOT ME!!!
And yes, Shamey, I'll watch out for you next times.
LOL! Okay, I think that sounded far worse than you meant it to.
Doesn't it always? Tink?
Geez, spill a splash of expresso vodka on a man's bed and people never let you forget it!
You told me it was red wine!
BTW, Shamey, I've changed my mind about you know who:
I did not! Tink, back me up here.
Deet, you told me a few weeks later that YOU spilled red wine on your bed. I was elbowed by a tall, drunk, musician and spilled a little vodka on the foot board.
Edit: Oh, and he's definitely out of the running.
Damn, I really was drunk that night.
And apparently a few weeks later, too.
Hahaha! Yes, I wasn't the worst one in the room that night. I'm not sure if it was you or Boobs.
Speaking of Boobs, I hope he's doing okay with all of this stock market madness.
Alrighty, my peeps, I'm out. Be good!
It was Boobs. I didn't get in the bathtub with you-know-who!
Has anyone heard from him lately?
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