Debaucary in our own locality
Last night was pretty fun. Hung out with John H and Berlinda, which hasn't happened in awhile. Then Jen and Craig and John B and Jen's sister (I apologize, I don't know her name...) showed up, and I haven't hung out with them much lately either. So that was fun. Then Jessica and Amanda showed up and that was fun too. So after a bottle of whiskey-eye and a few gin and tonics, we were pretty drunk. Belinda was super drunk, like walking sideways variety. John Beard came in a close second. John H didn't impress me as super drunk, but he is the one that's still puking this morning, so perhaps more credit is due.
Anyway, Belinda sliced an applesauce container in half with my Miracle Blade. That was hilarious. So we got out the salt. She vertically chopped that too. It was really funny. Then John Beard tried, but he sliced horizontally and managed to mostly scatter salt from the open container and knock things off the counter. It was a mess. Shortly after, I went to bed.
Oh, and just now on the back porch, I witnessed a bird fly into the upstairs bathroom window. He flew off after hitting the deck, so I guess you strike that up as "funny" rather than "sad".
Anyway, Belinda sliced an applesauce container in half with my Miracle Blade. That was hilarious. So we got out the salt. She vertically chopped that too. It was really funny. Then John Beard tried, but he sliced horizontally and managed to mostly scatter salt from the open container and knock things off the counter. It was a mess. Shortly after, I went to bed.
Oh, and just now on the back porch, I witnessed a bird fly into the upstairs bathroom window. He flew off after hitting the deck, so I guess you strike that up as "funny" rather than "sad".