First let me preface this
First let me preface this statement with: I'm drunk. Secondly, fuck you. Ok... maybe that was meant for me, but still... it's the thought that counts. I am giving everyone within driving distance of Houston notice... Guy Forsyth is playing the Rhythm Room on the 19th. That's a Friday. If you can make it to the show, I guarantee you'll get to see me drunk... maybe even naked. Ok, well... maybe not naked... but that's because of some stupid law about penis in public. But hey, you'll get to see Guy Forsyth... and that is the best of all. He is amazing. I am not going to recap my night because it would be a long paragraph of brands of tequila in a big run-on sentence, but basically, I had a good time with Joe and we are both ready for open heart surgery with no further anesthesiology. We talked about a lot of stuff tonight. I think the consensus was something along the lines of me being too nice a guy. This is a terrible, terrible subject that really bothers me. I avoided it this evening, and I still don't want to talk about. I am single and most unfortunately celibate because of principles that are completely unvalued and antiquated in today's society. I need one of those book of "rules" that Trish was talking about... I need to be a dick. How do I do that? What is the first step? Maybe I need to do some research... or maybe I should just sleep it off.
is there a law about Guy Forsyth’s penis in public?
Dude. You and your liver. It’s fucking Monday man (was). I worry about you. And your liver. It’s gonna go on strike here pretty soon.
Don’t be a dick. I respect your celibacy. Wish I’d had some of that tequila. Might’ve killed my insomnia…
oh pray tell… why is monday different than any other day of the week? if I sit home on a friday or saturday but go out on a monday or tuesday, does that make me odd?
If we say you’re a dick, does that help your situation?
No, the rule book is bad!!! Don’t imply it’s a good thing! (It’s for women anyway, lol, but still BAD BAD BAD!)
"Integrity has no need of rules.” --Albert Camus
LIVVVEEEEER! The rules is the most hilarious book ever. There is a diamond ring on the cover and one of the “successful” co-authors just got a divorce. Guess she just waited and waited for him to call, but he wised up, or maybe just had a lot of tequila. I encourage belligerence once in awhile. It reminds us that well, we all get drunk sometimes. As Louis CK says: Every time you get really hammered, you learn something. If you’re going Christmas caroling, you should go with a group of people, and around December. If you’re out in July, naked and with a bottle of vodka yelling: Jingle Bells! You SUCK!; it’s not really taken the same way.
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