Jan 23, 2006 15:34
i spent most of this past weekend drunk with nadine in lancaster, and when we weren't drunk, we were eating or being the LAZIEST people in the world. we sang a LOT of gold-digger because i want to be jamie fox when i grow up, played video games for 5 hours friday night, and were called drunken floozies by brian's dad. also, everybody should play drinking games to aqua teen hunger force. and nadine emailed a drummer named steve under my name and this guy and i have since had a short correspondence that i will now post for your amusement...
Nadine's first drunken email:
My dream has been to mate with a drummer named Steve. Imagine my joy when I found "stevethedrummer.com," my one-stop shopping place for drummers named Steve. Let's hook up, I'm hot!
Steve's reply:
I wish I had a nickel for every time a hot chick wanted to “mate” with me because of my name and occupation. I have a brain too, you know.
How come hot chicks always make me feel like a piece of steak?
Steve (the drummer)
My reply:
I apologize for making you feel like a piece of steak. I'm quite sure you
have a brain in addition to being a drummer named Steve.
Also, the email you received wasn't actually from me... my friend apparently
decided that it would be fun to send you that because we were drinking a
little bit, and I actually do have a strange thing for drummers named
Steve... though that's not a story we need to get into.
Bernadette
Last email from drummer Steve:
Funny world. I've always had a thing for waitresses named Lynn.
Thanks for clearing that up.
Steve B.
P.S. The Flaming Lips have a drummer named Steve and I hear he's cute.
*teehee* though i think, sadly, that this marks the end of my correspondence with steve the drummer. but golly gosh gee, that was amusing. maybe now i should start pursuing that guy in the flaming lips... :-P
drunken debauchery