Friday, April 27, 2007
Off to Assassinated Hot Adulterous Catholic President International Airport
So I am about to lug Chingy!'s fat ass off to JFK for a desperately needed week of vacay in the P-N-Dub, where I will undoubtedly spend a lot of time watching trashy television, drinking Vitamin R at the Roadhouse Tavern, and, as JerseyGirl put it, "effing mad guys." Well, that last part might not be true...YET, but I have high hopes and a tight enough game to make my boyfriend Robert Sylvester Kelly jealous. Okay, that last part isn't true, either, but prospects are good.
Tomorrow night is the Bell Prep Boosters Crab Feed (LION PRIDE, BABY!), a fundraiser I attend every year at my high school alma mater, where along with MillerTime, HotLawyer, Mrs. HotLawyer, M-Boner, her husband McBoner, and Sexxxica, I will partake in what the "Deadliest Catch" narrator calls "red gold from the Bering Sea." They also serve all-you-can-drink beer, and this facilitated laid like what on MillerTime's living room couch last year post-Feed, so I'm positively buoyant with optimism.
Expect occasional reports about this and other interesting P-N-Dubby things, like smoked salmon, microbrews, coffee, and Windows Vista. Oh, and the Seahawks' taste in draft choices. Of course.
[UPDATE: My flight is now two and a half hours late, and American Airlines just impressed the shit out of me by calling me to advise me of this so I didn't get too drunk to fly while waiting with a squealing and ill-tempered Chingy! in the airport bar. Now I can wait at home, passing the time sipping on a considerably more cost-effective double deuce of Heineken. As an added bonus, the Discovery Channel is presently airing a vintage season 1 episode of "Deadliest Catch." Kick ass.]
Tomorrow night is the Bell Prep Boosters Crab Feed (LION PRIDE, BABY!), a fundraiser I attend every year at my high school alma mater, where along with MillerTime, HotLawyer, Mrs. HotLawyer, M-Boner, her husband McBoner, and Sexxxica, I will partake in what the "Deadliest Catch" narrator calls "red gold from the Bering Sea." They also serve all-you-can-drink beer, and this facilitated laid like what on MillerTime's living room couch last year post-Feed, so I'm positively buoyant with optimism.
Expect occasional reports about this and other interesting P-N-Dubby things, like smoked salmon, microbrews, coffee, and Windows Vista. Oh, and the Seahawks' taste in draft choices. Of course.
[UPDATE: My flight is now two and a half hours late, and American Airlines just impressed the shit out of me by calling me to advise me of this so I didn't get too drunk to fly while waiting with a squealing and ill-tempered Chingy! in the airport bar. Now I can wait at home, passing the time sipping on a considerably more cost-effective double deuce of Heineken. As an added bonus, the Discovery Channel is presently airing a vintage season 1 episode of "Deadliest Catch." Kick ass.]
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