Wednesday, January 02, 2008

...The Bubbles Got All Fizzy In My Brain?

...Remember, kids, don't drink and think:

What am I thinking here? H'mmm, maybe: "Do they hunt those giant shrimp with guns? Ooo, wouldn't it be embarrassing if some fisherman got attacked by the giant shrimp? Is that a camera? Look where? Ooops, hahahahahaha."

Oh, Champagne, where is thy -- ow! Oh, there it is.

Tough, I had a great time. Carrie Nation bedarned.

8 comments:

Tam said...

Hopefully you did not suffer from the wrath of grapes the next morning...

phlegmfatale said...

You definitely look to be hatching a plot.

Who is..... Carteach0? said...

Now there's a look....
If it was directed at me, I'd worry.
Directed at someone else... high entertainment!

Looks good to me!

Breda said...

I am so loving those bangs.

BobG said...

Was there any chandelier swinging?

Turk Turon said...

Breda's right about the bangs.

Who is..... Carteach0? said...

Yup, seriously good look going on there....

Roberta X said...

Seriously giddy look going on there, is what. Champagne cocktail, qty. 1, straight to the head. Delightfully so!

"Bangs?" Had them most of my adult life, also until I was 8 or 9 and I should never have given them up then! Last time I tried to grow them out, I gave up after a couple of months. I like 'em. It's nice that other people do, too, but hey, I'm the one has to brush them every morning.

"Wrath of grapes," Tam queries. Wha' da? Never had one, though the one-and-only time I had tequila (and later, did the Twist on a bar table and other things -- I think), I was dizzy half the morning. Clean livin' and pure thoughts. Or something.