So, I get up in the middle of the night last night, really thirsty. I stumble blindly to the fridge, and see a half consumed Gatorade. Perfect, I thought, I didn't have to open a new one of Bullet's (he lives on the stuff) and it's cold, and will do the job.
I uncap it, it's fierce grape or some such thing, and I take a couple huge gulps. Re-cap, put the bottle back in the fridge, turn around to stumble back to bed, when I notice an odd, yet somewhat familiar feeling coming over me.
What is that??? Oh...yeah...I get it....I'm about to hurl.
Bullet had bought a Gatorade the night before, and taken it with him to the clubhouse, where he added vodka and cherry pucker to his bottle. I never thought twice about there might be booze in the bottle, and my body rejected it instantly.
I went back to bed, whacked Bullet in the back of the head, whereupon he woke up and said "What the **** was that for???" I said, "Next time you put booze in a bottle of Gatorade, and don't warn me, I will PURPOSELY not make it to the bathroom and YOU can clean it up!!
If I ever thought of going back to the booze (no, it has NOT occurred to me) that is shot right to hell. What an awful feeling. Blech.
Oh, THIS was a lot of fun....
Oh, THIS was a lot of fun....
[FONT=Arial Black]I hope you cherish this sweet way of life, and I hope you know that it comes with a price.
~Darrel Worley~
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Bullet's trial was a farce. Can I get an AMEN?????
We won't be punished for our sins, but BY them.
~Darrel Worley~
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Bullet's trial was a farce. Can I get an AMEN?????
We won't be punished for our sins, but BY them.
Oh, THIS was a lot of fun....
Bummer!
I understand vegans react the same way to the ingestion of meat.
I understand vegans react the same way to the ingestion of meat.
Oh, THIS was a lot of fun....
Yucko BR !!! Someone gave me a ciggie at my Dad's funeral and I took it without thinking and had one small puff. I gave up smoking years ago. I threw up instantly and could taste it for days. Oh Man !!!!
"Life is too short to ski with ugly men"
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I can vouch for the veggieheads.... years ago I laid off eating meat for like a year.. then one day.. that burger looked sooooooooooo good.. all greasy and cheesey...
tasted wicked delish on the way down...
errrrr.. I think that is enuff detail.... bleeeeeeeechhhhhhhh
tasted wicked delish on the way down...
errrrr.. I think that is enuff detail.... bleeeeeeeechhhhhhhh
Feed your spirit by living near it -- Magic Hat Brewery bottle cap
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Hmmmm... (Val holding hands in air, palms up... weighing...)
Nope, sorry, can't say anything about THIS post. No siree Bob.
Wait, who's Bob?
(Insert obligatory smilies here)
Nope, sorry, can't say anything about THIS post. No siree Bob.
Wait, who's Bob?
(Insert obligatory smilies here)
Oh, THIS was a lot of fun....
BabyRider wrote: So, I get up in the middle of the night last night, really thirsty. I stumble blindly to the fridge, and see a half consumed Gatorade. Perfect, I thought, I didn't have to open a new one of Bullet's (he lives on the stuff) and it's cold, and will do the job.
I uncap it, it's fierce grape or some such thing, and I take a couple huge gulps. Re-cap, put the bottle back in the fridge, turn around to stumble back to bed, when I notice an odd, yet somewhat familiar feeling coming over me.
What is that??? Oh...yeah...I get it....I'm about to hurl.
Bullet had bought a Gatorade the night before, and taken it with him to the clubhouse, where he added vodka and cherry pucker to his bottle. I never thought twice about there might be booze in the bottle, and my body rejected it instantly.
I went back to bed, whacked Bullet in the back of the head, whereupon he woke up and said "What the **** was that for???" I said, "Next time you put booze in a bottle of Gatorade, and don't warn me, I will PURPOSELY not make it to the bathroom and YOU can clean it up!!
If I ever thought of going back to the booze (no, it has NOT occurred to me) that is shot right to hell. What an awful feeling. Blech.
:wah: At least it wasnt Wild Turkey
I uncap it, it's fierce grape or some such thing, and I take a couple huge gulps. Re-cap, put the bottle back in the fridge, turn around to stumble back to bed, when I notice an odd, yet somewhat familiar feeling coming over me.
What is that??? Oh...yeah...I get it....I'm about to hurl.
Bullet had bought a Gatorade the night before, and taken it with him to the clubhouse, where he added vodka and cherry pucker to his bottle. I never thought twice about there might be booze in the bottle, and my body rejected it instantly.
I went back to bed, whacked Bullet in the back of the head, whereupon he woke up and said "What the **** was that for???" I said, "Next time you put booze in a bottle of Gatorade, and don't warn me, I will PURPOSELY not make it to the bathroom and YOU can clean it up!!
If I ever thought of going back to the booze (no, it has NOT occurred to me) that is shot right to hell. What an awful feeling. Blech.
:wah: At least it wasnt Wild Turkey
I AM AWESOME MAN
Oh, THIS was a lot of fun....
Nomad wrote: :wah: At least it wasnt Wild Turkey
Actually, I wish it HAD been Wild Turkey...at least then I would have smelled it before I guzzled it!!
Actually, I wish it HAD been Wild Turkey...at least then I would have smelled it before I guzzled it!!
[FONT=Arial Black]I hope you cherish this sweet way of life, and I hope you know that it comes with a price.
~Darrel Worley~
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Bullet's trial was a farce. Can I get an AMEN?????
We won't be punished for our sins, but BY them.
~Darrel Worley~
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Bullet's trial was a farce. Can I get an AMEN?????
We won't be punished for our sins, but BY them.
Oh, THIS was a lot of fun....
When I get the urge thats what I think about, the smell. ugghhh
I AM AWESOME MAN