This is HILARIOUS!! Thank you Sweetpea for taking the ball and rolling with it.
Deena, I think that the superglue thing wins!!! Although I also love emailing the principal because it is something that I would do!!!
I kind of got us started with the carrot in the grated cheese thing . . . for those of you who had not read the other thread . . . when making dinner the other night I pulled out a bag of grated cheese for omelets and found it half filled with raw baby carrots. I had cleaned up after dinner the night before with my glass of wine.
Another fav of mine was:
I was at a dinner meeting and was not drunk but wine was involved so I think that it counts. I got up to go to the restroom and got directions from the waiter (or so I thought). It was a very nice steak house and the restroom was lovely. After using the facilities I was at the sink washing my hand and looked to my left . . . where there was an older GENTLEMAN washing his hands. (I looked to my right and sure enough there was a stall with a urinal!) He commented, "I am surprised to see you here." To which I responded with any dignity that I had left, "Not half as surprised as I am to see you." and I gracefully left. The entire rest room erupted. Fortunately my meeting was in the backroom (and was mostly women) and I didn't have to finish dinner across the room from the gentleman. My family still tells this story.
We have to laugh at our frailities as we move on to our moments of strength!!!
Love you guys!
Evergreen
bought 3 miller light and a pint of Smirnoff. Rode down to the bayou.....sat on a peer by myself. Had the beer, felt better but was already tipsy, had to pee, nothing around...but what the heck, I was alraedy sitting over the water, made just there..thanks GOD black sport capris. Invisible but sooo uncool to sit on your seat, 90 dregrees but literally freezing your butt off. OK, pint hidden in the front of my sport-pants (camt recommend that one...pretty uncomfortable) since BB has been playing "homeland security" lately (check of bags, backpacks etc). Anyway I made it home, wet but alive, saved my wodka, stored it in the backyard (Will do, just dont do it when your already too tipsy....I once (or twice) spent quiet a bit of time cralling around to find it). So, I got my cleaning euipment ready, you know...mop etc. and a bucket with hot water and lotssss of soap (bubbles ha,) found my wodka, put in the hot bucket, the bubbles are soo good he wont see the bottle. Went upstairs, had to wait a little while (to make sure nobody is on my tail)......tried to fish this thingy out of the bucket, lost balance, fell on the bucket, blue bucket (again BB eh?) drained (damn thing, everybody is against me), the wood-floor didnt like it and popped up, I was really wet now and popped up too CHEERS........Ever had a Hot Pure Wodka? :boxer: Knocks you out!!!
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