I have every intention of turning this evenings festivities into a debacle. I’ve had debacle on my mind all week, but no contestants. Tonight, however, I am under the assumption that many people are going out. I don’t think they know what they signed up for. I’m on a mission, and madd scientist on a mission is not a train you should play chicken with. However, many chicken’s have been trained by the same madd scientist, but that is not the topic of discussion at hand.
Right now, I’m 100% sober. Didn’t even have beer with lunch. You could ask me what i 2 was and I would quickly retort with “Negative One.” My brain is operating on all cylindars. Oh how that will change.
Sweet Liquor, if calgon can do it, I pray to you… take me away.
Later in the evening, simple questions may simply be replied to with a punch in the face… or the ever popular quick slap to the nuts. The possibilites truly are endless. Not knowing whats coming is half the fun.
Throw a little absinthe in the mix and you have all the ingredients for cheddar biscuits on top of a few vommit pools. Oh, the fun I will have.
There will be victims though. I do not doubt that. There are casualities of anything truly worth doing. The true victims, however, are the individuals that do not witness tonight’s events.
On that note, I ask of all of you: Want to go drinking?