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Because Auntie is a lightweight...
In all fairness, the Husbandly One did warn me that the New Belgium Ranger India Pale Ale was a fairly strong beer.
I should have interpreted that as, "Auntie, three sips in, you're going to be drunker than a sailor on liberty." Because... I have no alcohol tolerance whatsoever. At all. None. I am the World's Cheapest Date. And right now, I am blotto.
The sad thing is... I only managed to get about 1/4 of the bottle down before I had to stop because the couch was just sooo soft and my head was suddenly too big for my shoulders and wooooo, tipsy!! And I have no idea how I'm managing to type so well, but... wow, still squiffed, yep, that's me!
We invited some friends over to watch the Super Bowl, and, normally, I don't watch the Super Bowl because I'm not so much into football, though I learned about it in self defense, so... mostly, I expected to hang with the kids or something. THO grilled the World's Best Burgers, which were delicious, and then R brougth out the India Pale Ale and Auntie... was lost.
And, I actually started watching the game and started cheering for the Packers, because of course, everyone else was cheering for the Steelers. Sorry, I was an Oilers fan... no, wait, let me rephrase that. I was obligated to be an Oilers fan, and therefore, I cannot in any way, shape, or form cheer for the Steelers. Ever. Okay, there is an exception, but I'm too drunk to remember what it is, so... pbbbbbbttthhh! Anyhow, the Packers won and hey, do you know what the "G" stands for on their logo?
No. It doesn't stand for "Green Bay," because then it would be "GB." No... it stands for "greatness" because apparently, the guy who designed the logo wanted the Packers to be inspired or something like that.
Just thought you ought to know.
Wow, I can babble in type!! Who knew? Or do I mean babble in typing... while typing... oh, whatever.
I probably should go to bed now because really... either I'm swaying, or the computer screen is, and I'm kinda having trouble pulling my thoughts together. So... good night and all that. Woo.
I should have interpreted that as, "Auntie, three sips in, you're going to be drunker than a sailor on liberty." Because... I have no alcohol tolerance whatsoever. At all. None. I am the World's Cheapest Date. And right now, I am blotto.
The sad thing is... I only managed to get about 1/4 of the bottle down before I had to stop because the couch was just sooo soft and my head was suddenly too big for my shoulders and wooooo, tipsy!! And I have no idea how I'm managing to type so well, but... wow, still squiffed, yep, that's me!
We invited some friends over to watch the Super Bowl, and, normally, I don't watch the Super Bowl because I'm not so much into football, though I learned about it in self defense, so... mostly, I expected to hang with the kids or something. THO grilled the World's Best Burgers, which were delicious, and then R brougth out the India Pale Ale and Auntie... was lost.
And, I actually started watching the game and started cheering for the Packers, because of course, everyone else was cheering for the Steelers. Sorry, I was an Oilers fan... no, wait, let me rephrase that. I was obligated to be an Oilers fan, and therefore, I cannot in any way, shape, or form cheer for the Steelers. Ever. Okay, there is an exception, but I'm too drunk to remember what it is, so... pbbbbbbttthhh! Anyhow, the Packers won and hey, do you know what the "G" stands for on their logo?
No. It doesn't stand for "Green Bay," because then it would be "GB." No... it stands for "greatness" because apparently, the guy who designed the logo wanted the Packers to be inspired or something like that.
Just thought you ought to know.
Wow, I can babble in type!! Who knew? Or do I mean babble in typing... while typing... oh, whatever.
I probably should go to bed now because really... either I'm swaying, or the computer screen is, and I'm kinda having trouble pulling my thoughts together. So... good night and all that. Woo.