Saturday afternoon found me on the corner of 9th and Where Nightmares Are Made where my drinking and storytelling were interrupted by three car crashes and a girl too drunk to complete her Walk of Shame without falling down several times and taking a construction sign with her. The entertainment value was high but I was afraid to ride my cruiser
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Thanks for thinking of me anyway--maybe some of my other peeps were in the crowd and I just didn't know it. Just another of life's mysteries I guess.
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There'll be plenty of karaoke, as far as the eye can see, but just as a little sidenote...DON'T pick "Hit Me With Your Best Shot," for Capone's sake.
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I want to go to Vegas for sure. You?
If it's for Capone's sake, I'll forgo it for something off of the Footloose soundtrack. She can't protest that.
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Exactly, and well put.
You really should write an article for the upcoming Needles for Teeth all woman issue, they are taking submissions of practically any sort.
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Are you in cahoots with Danger and Kissa Death? How come none of y'all are putting pen to paper?
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Cahoots...
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For the record, I haven't done laundry since my mother was here. So the complaining was fully warranted.
I knew it.
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Can't wait to work with y'all--think it'll be fun for all of us!
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and next time - baked beans it is!
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edited for massive spelling mistakes
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