Shaky Constructs of Questionable Import and Dubious Utility.
Could be worse, spd. You could have broken out the Grappa, too. Oh, you didn't, did you? Before or after the Jamesons? I suggest you begin with large quanties of water, chased with several spicy Bloody Marys, some eggs benedict, a bagel or two (with lox, of course:)), and then park yourself in your favorite chair: The Red Sox are hosting the Orioles at 1PM. See, all is not lost.And next time remember: Avoid hangovers, stay drunk.
The breakfast conversation should be interesting, should I live that long.
Maybe you should entertain the gathered with your St. Patrick's Day story of the one-armed fiddler and the older woman, or was it the one-legged woman and the older fiddler? That should distract them until the game starts or the Bloody Mary's kick in:)You think you have a headache now, just be thankful you don't live in Brooklyn today. The annual St. Patrick's Day Parade--with more marching school bands than should be allowed in one borough--will be passing under my window shortly. If not for the "pipers in kilts," I'd rather spend the day in the Bronx...heck, the South Bronx:)Hang in there, kiddo.
You're a sadspud today. Indeed.Heh.Perhaps I should send you a copy of my new book to read while recovering:"An Army of Dweeby Guys on the Internet that Dress Alike"It won't help your hangover, but I'm sure it will impress you with my intellectual prowess.-"Don Brouhaha"
Please autograph the copy Don. I'll treasure it forever.
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