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Guess who didn't make enough plans for the weekend. Guess who's trying very hard to do work, but keeps obsessively checking lj and email to see if anyone else is around.
So, anyway, in high school, we used to get drunk and take in a double feature at The Strand in P.S. And some boys I played with back then used to go to the docks first, pound back some beers, then smuggle the remainder of their two-four into the movies. The smuggling was most easily achieved in winter, when at least one guy would wear a snowmobile suit and they'd stuff all the beers down his snowpants. A one-piece suit was best, apparently.
I was too churchy back then to appreciate it, but I cannot help laughing now when I play the little mind-movie of my then boyfriend, Bobby-G, clanking toward me in the popcorn line with so many beers down his snowpants that he can't bend his knees, and his friends packed around him (walking close to disguise the beer-suit) trying very hard not to laugh their asses off and give the gig away.
Anywho, the seasonal chocolate should be on sale shortly, so I'd better go.
So, anyway, in high school, we used to get drunk and take in a double feature at The Strand in P.S. And some boys I played with back then used to go to the docks first, pound back some beers, then smuggle the remainder of their two-four into the movies. The smuggling was most easily achieved in winter, when at least one guy would wear a snowmobile suit and they'd stuff all the beers down his snowpants. A one-piece suit was best, apparently.
I was too churchy back then to appreciate it, but I cannot help laughing now when I play the little mind-movie of my then boyfriend, Bobby-G, clanking toward me in the popcorn line with so many beers down his snowpants that he can't bend his knees, and his friends packed around him (walking close to disguise the beer-suit) trying very hard not to laugh their asses off and give the gig away.
Anywho, the seasonal chocolate should be on sale shortly, so I'd better go.