I was bragging about how long it had been since I’d thrown up a couple of blogs ago.
Last night, I had some beers and washed them down with a little whiskey. Apparently that wasn’t the right thing to do last night. It was 12:30 last night, and I was stumbling around trying to get ready for bed. I was actually so ready for bed, I may not have gotten sick if I’d have just laid down when I got tired. But unfortunately, I noticed that there was no iced tea made, so I took upon myself to make some. I boiled those 3 fat tea bags a little too long I guess. There was tea floating all around in the pitcher when I got finished. I spent the next 15 or 20 minutes running a gallon of tea through coffee filters, just a little bit at a time. Gah.
The dog hadn’t had his medicine, so I got some vienna sausages and proceeded to feed my dog his pills that were shoved up the ass of tiny pieces of sausage. Then, I ate the rest of those nasty little things. I hope nobody ever tells me what is actually in those things. They’re like hot dogs, but much softer. But I ate them. About 15 or 20 minutes later, I was laying in bed, sweating like a one legged man in an ass kicking contest. It was about at this time that I got up and went to the bathroom and purged. Those little fuckers taste worse coming up than they do the first time. I finished my purge (a purge consists of reaching both of my index fingers back as far as I can get them, and tickling my tonsils until I feel relief) and laid there with my head on the toilet seat for awhile; just to get my strength back. I would have slept on that nice cold floor, but I’d have heard “what an alcoholic I am” and all that made up bullshit.
You know those milk commercials? The ones where all of the celebrities have a nice little white milk mustache? After I got up from my “bed” (toilet seat), I went to the sink and mirror to wash my hands, wash my beard and mustache, and clean out my mouth. When I looked in the mirror, I was amazed, shocked and horrified to see that I had a vienna sausage mustache.
Gross.
Have a good one. Keep up the good work, MJ. Yeah and Ros and Kristin, too. The commenters…or commentators…WTF ever you would like to be called.
-Beans™
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