Sunday, February 1, 2009

I Hardly Part


Vodka. VIP. Photographic evidence. “Aaaaaaaaaand you’re naked.” Vodka. Kiss on the lips. Chocolate. Singha. “That’s not my name! That’s not my name! That’s not my name!” Vodka. Mexicali. “C’mon, let’s get high.” La-a. Vodka. From passive to aggressive to just not being there at all. Lemon drop martinis. Trigun. Police checkpoint. “What did you do in there?” Tee hee hee! Vodka. “He’s right behind me, isn’t he?” Comparing tattoos. Frightening the norms. "They stole the sidewalk!" Breaking into the kitchen to borrow a knife. “I smoked out a Vietnam vet!” Vodka.

5 comments:

  1. Happy birthday! It sounds like you had fun... I waited till you posted to say happy birthday, so it would be relevant. :)

    I would have called, but I have no cell phone right now, I think Michigan killed it.

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  2. sounds like fun, i'm sorry i missed it

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  3. naked, kissing, police check points,tattoos!!! SWEET!

    Happy Birthday

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  4. that was a fantastic time. boobs.

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