Is there a Just Got a Job cocktail?
Just noticed the balls; now the sign makes sense ... duh.
What can I say? It's been a long week!
The New York rats haven't taken over this place, have they?
Double epressooooooo please, as I am back on the wagon to stay. Then off to a movie.
Hey first time I'm awake, Manhattan! please?
The nuts crack me up.
that! is so american.
The balls will only attract flies and NASCAR fans, if you want to get rid of them fill a ziploc with water and hang that over the door.
Oh and jhupp needs an Irish Car Bomb. Congrats!
BEER NOW!
Please.
And I just heard that Montana has abolished the death penalty.
Montana did that? Really? if so, this pacifist buys a round for the house!
jhupp: You gotta job? Congrats!
Thanks! Three cheers for Montana
Yeah, I'm just waiting for the link. Saw it on Metafilter.
Abolition: It's a beautiful thing.
And my movie calls. Be back later.
So, are the testicles like Mistletoe in any way? If a person stands under them, does something cool happen, or do you just get urinated on?
http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/17304006/
bourbon please. and a plate of fried goat sphincters.
NOOOOO!!! NOT TEH CHUPACABRA!!!!
Bloody Marys, and just keep 'em coming.
A pitcher of Bud Light... or should it be two to keep with the theme?
and a plate of fried goat sphincters.
Coming right up.
I'd like a big plate of Rocky Mt Oysters smothered in Irish Cream.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!
Really?
I mean, uh, Guinness, please!
In honor of Balzac, something I drank in France. It's called a Monaco. Beer, sprite, grenadine. Sounds gross, tastes great.
And can I get two cherries on my swizzle stick?
You betcha!
jhupp, it's called a Screwdriver. Have one on me.
Young's ESB for this tired techie...
Nik E: would that be Green or Orange?
It's been anoother tough week... I guess I'll have to go at life like Santa... with a lot of sack!
I would like an Usama bin Latte please. ( thats a a double hazelnut latte with a sinister whipped cream turban sprinkled with cinnamon)
OH! And as Balzac would say "drink much and pee frequently"
I am a realist. Pour me one.
I have pussy over at my place if anybody wants some.
Dewars rocks, please. I wanna get smashed and watch the Anna Nicole special on MSNBC...
SAP, why the fuck weren't you the first one in the door tonight? You're supposed to be my proxy. You're FIRED!
I've got big balls
They're such big balls
And they're dirty big balls
And he's got big balls
And she's got big balls
(But we've got the biggest balls of them all)
Oh no, the song! It's going to take up permanent residence in my head!
*sings a bit too loudly*
One of those Monaco thingies sounds intriguing...
I love the balls over the door! I should hang some up here for the last few months we're in suburban Dallas (aigh!). Then we're moving to Austin, where it's more sane. And the music is better. And there is some semblance of local culture...
ACDC has been playing in my head, too...
Another Young's, please.
Hey all.
Oops. Don't have my shirt on yet. But hey, I'll change right here in front of my laptop. Sorry, no camera.
(cue Gypsy Rose Lee music, though)
Where's Kona when we need him?
Mmm-Kay I am Spartacus.
Don't know about the Rocky Mountain Oysters, but some fried oysters and a diet Pepsifor me.
(...and do you have any of those little biscuits? You knos, the cheesy ones?)
Urp!
Yummy ... now I'm ready for some salty nuts and beer.
Boulevard's Irish Ale, please, and keep 'em coming.
You know, this is a real nice place.
A shot of Black Bush please and a toast to Melissa and Amanda, thank you for all you have done and will do.
Cheesy biscuits, fresh outta the oven.
And I'll have decaf for now. Some Irish Whiskey later.
Where's Matilda? I'd like to buy her a brain.
hmm... someone needs to turn on the jukebox.
Anything EXCEPT ACDC, please.
A quick chilled Dr Pepper on the rocks to go, please. I'm stealing a bit of time at the Ministry of Silly Walks. I may return later, but I won't promise that.
Oh, and "The Fried Goat Sphincters" would be a great name for a punk rock band. 
So... a show about blogging huh? Won't it be funny when they quote the funnier names in blogtopia (y!sctp)?
Like skippy... or who else but us will know who Atrios is... or an Instapundit?
I'm thinking ABBA tonight, for starters. "Lovelight" is my favorite from them.
blue gal obviously hasn't been paying attention.
and who gives a shit about kona anyway.
he's all washed up with a jobbie and all.
kt tunstall.
suddenly I see.
I'm feverish and ill, so I better duck in and out quick so no one else gets sick. But I wanted to make a quick toast to Frances E. Allen, who is the first woman to win the $100,00 Turing Award. Cheers!
How about an AC/DC song sung by Celine Dion?
I kid you not, "I shook you all night long"'s worst. cover. ever.
are there any big-boned black women here tonight??
I really need a big black woman to snuggle with.
Every time I hear the name ABBA, I hear dancing queen.
Over. and over. and over...
ugh, i need another beer. 
AC/DC should never do a Celine Dion cover. Are you fuckin' serious?
That's laughable.
Holy shit Marked!
Thats like ... its ... I have no words.
another beer, coming up.
Found this one down on the jukebox list:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z...h?
v=Zz9sjMGUM9k
This song has actually been covered by a surprising number of people.
What could have possibly possessed her? I mean. wow.
De-lurking: Yeah I'm gonna need a glass of your finest port please.
Aw hell, a bottle of your worst and a roll of Tums will do just fine.
Holy shit Marked!
I know... and the strange thing is I have to share the pain with people. Ain't I a stinker?
Good God Marked. I think you owe us all a round for that one.
Ok, Drinks all around on me!
I can't look. Did she sing "Knocking me out with those American thighs"?
She did WHAT!? egad.
I'm kinda thinking Angeleyes for starters: makes me think of Shrub these days...
Will I die if know the answer to that question? I'll keep taking my pulse...
I can't look. Did she sing "Knocking me out with those American thighs"?
Yes, she did.
Stepping away for a bit to feed the A.P.... keep the Young's coming...
And tata, if you DO know the answer, I think your pulse is still going. We're not so sure about your EKG, though...
No no no no! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGHH!
Clear!
K-CHUNK!
Clear!
K-CHUNK!
Clear!
K-CHUNK!
Nothing!
Marked, this is on you!
Not only that she did the Angus prance... oh my god
*feels horrible*
:'(
And the crowd goes silent.
*You* feel horrible? I'm dead!
Oooh. Is that my accordian?
We need a new topic, and another round. Alcohol will make the memory go away!
Uh oh, tata is undead.
Have a brain.
Mmm...tasty!
We can keep tata like they did the zombies in Shaun of the Dead!
Anyone have a recipe for a brain cocktail? I can't imagine they taste good by themselves.
Back again. Egad, Tata, were you pulling on my Young's while I was gone or something?
Heard of one, Relic. It involved pickling spices, tabasco and wasabi.
Outch.
Wassssssssssssaaaaaaaabbbbbbbi!
(likes old, dumb ad campaigns. )
I was trying to buy one for Matilda ... but she totally snubbed me. Gave me the wev and everything.
If I'm going to be anyone's pet zombie, I want a pink collar with a bell on it.
Hi Kona. Find your big boned black woman yet?
Halosack is being a pisser tonight and not showing new posts/asking to refresh.
Beware.
Actually, Marked, think ceviche - only grey.
If I'm going to be anyone's pet zombie, I want a pink collar with a bell on it.
Of course. You wouldn't want a zombie getting loose without a bell on...
Tata - DING!
I feel better. I took some deep cleansing breaths and watched this.
Shakes, I posted my pussy blog before I saw yours. Isn't it a coincidence we have pussies before the monitors?
What's up with that shit?
Whoa, is Tata here? With a collar on?
Time for more Drinks!
i gots me some jimi playing all along the watchtower.
Hell yeah, Marked Hoosier. Pour, you lazy fucker!
MB, fuck you and the hendrix you road in on.
We got John Mayer about to segue into some real jazz shit.
He killed me. Least he can do is dispatch the beverages.
Pour, you lazy fucker!
Sir, yes SIR!
just switched to velvet underground heroin more suited to my mood lately
I'll be back. Gonna get the three days shy of three yo in the tubbie.
Ooh didn't mean to take anybody's buzz off. Whozever tending bar do a round on me, and I'll be back in a bit. And then the serious drinking can begin.
john lee hooker.
does that count for shit?
That's two that called for drinks.
Next round's on me.
Kona before I go have yet ANOTHER on me.
funeral tomorrow, a kid from our town was just killed in bagdhad. i am so fucking tired of this shit.
Ooh, gotta go chase the tasty brains. Back in a bit.
ding ding ding...
I'm dispatching as fast as I can.
Shakes???
HELP!
cya tata!
i'm playing. but damn. damn. damn. damn. damn.
What state are you in, Minstrel Boy? We got lots over there from Alabama.
MB,did you happen to check out any NPR today?
We're about to enter into year #5.
Can you imagine? Americans are so goddamn lazy. This should be over by now.
Too. Much. Iraq.... Need. More. Beer.
i heard this asshole today on npr talking about how "we have to try" re: the surge. i wanted to reach through the radio and grab his throat and ask "how many? how many more? 100? 150? when will it be enough?"
1000 or 1050?
You meant?
rural arizona. 'bout an hour and a half outside of phoenix
I shall return, I will serve a round of drinks before going though!
I am Spartacus!
Okay back soon. 3yo getting in fridge nonononononono!
Back later.
Okay back soon. 3yo getting in fridge nonononononono!
Back later.
How 'bout a West Texas Xombie?
Here's the recipe:
1. Hide your car keys.
2. Mix 3 oz of Vodka, 1 oz gin, 3 oz Sprite, 6 oz orange juice.
3. Swallow 1 mg of Xanax, rinsing it down with 15 ml of Cheratussin AC cough syrup.
4. Drink the mixed drink while dancing to one of your favorite songs.
5. Repeat as necessary.
Eventually, you'll figure out why there's a step 1.
txrad just mentioned minstrel boy and heroin.
isn't that a coincidence.
we don't call it the blues for fuckin' nothing over here in texas.
blue gal,
abort!
TIM HARDAWAY IS A $760,000.00 DEADBEAT
http://ww.tmz.com/2007/02/23/gay...being-deadbeat/
Not only is Tim Hardaway the country's most hated gay-bashing bigot, but now TMZ has learned that he's being sued for more than $750,000 for skipping out on his mortgage, as well as rent payments on a car wash that used to bear his name.
In the first suit, Washington Mutual Bank is alleging that Hardaway hasn't paid his mortgage since last September -- with a balance of $715,000 -- and is trying to foreclose on his house in Miami-Dade County, FL. (Hardaway used to play for the Miami Heat.)
Meanwhile, Hardaway is also being sued for not paying more than $45,000 in back rent for his Miami-area car wash. The suit, filed in Circuit Court, charges that the business -- for which Hardaway is a guarantor on the lease -- hasn't paid rent in several months, dating back to last fall.
Curiously, the car wash's sign used to read, "Tim Hardaway Presents US 1 Finest Hand Car Wash." Following Hardaway's gay-hating radio tirade last week, the sign was changed to "Grand Luxe Auto Bathe."
None of the lawyers involved returned calls for comment.
we used to do valium daquiris in las vegas, and percodan colodas, and my very own invention called "hop, skip, and go nekkid."
txrad just put on some sobering music.
I must go change it.
He just said this would be one of the songs at our wedding.
I'm hearing my gut or sinuses squeal. I'm not sure which. But it's....
Nickel Creek.
bleahh, what a wedding song.
Can I counterbalance with some Black Sabbath?
Or some Robert Johnson?
Or Son House?
speaking of weddings my daughter in ireland's engaged! that was good news. i even like the lad. they're planning an august wedding in galway.
Minstrel Boy,
I don't need an excuse to "go nekkin."
Not even a drink. Just some warm weather and sunshine.
Fuck, I wore shorts to work today.
Nekkid. Not nekkin.
God, I type like a fool.
but nickel creek? jeez. although i once was asked to play "feelings" at a wedding. it was "their" song. some fucking people's kids yo.
Nekkid nekkin? I'm in!
got willie dixon's spoonfull going now. . .yeah willie
I'm willing to walk around naked, as long as there are no mirrors.
It spoils the illusion.
Buffy Sainte-Marie definitely has something to say.
She is SOOOOOO grace slick.
Thanks for all the congrats folks. I was making the phone rounds; my job offer came in at like 6:45 EST. (On a Friday, no less; what have I gotten myself into?)
Thanks for all the potables, and when my paycheck-to-be reaps its rewards, I'll get you all back.
buffy is a darling. i flat ass adore her to the almost emmylou levels (nobody beats emmylou love though it's like an emotional speed of light)
hullo! champy for me. I am throwing a pitty party for me - I should be in NYC tarting it up with the shakers.
dug into the files, now i got gonna be a country girl again going
What is the difference between Deadwood and Rome?
Someone? Anyone??
with old brown dog
and a big front porch
and rabbits in the pen
i tell you all the lights
on broadway
don't amount to an
acre of green
deadwood has firearms and they say cocksucker more.
HE went down to the crossroads.
FUCK, I was BORN there.
tell that to my boss, mb.
details forthcoming, when i grow a hairy pair.
congrats jhupp!!!
gad, bosses. it was scarey this week that i actually was agreeing with some of the stuff david geffen said. that's scarier than agreeing with something cheney says. geffen is evil, pure, uncut, ether based evil.
Things that don't bother him bother me.
I won't sing in front of my own mother, but he said he's interview with me.
Fuck, that's spously devotion.
Apparently, Mark Antony doesn't say fuck enough.
s' = d'
the boy don selected something less than ideal.
gotta go change the music.
I just bought a one-way ticket on the Jefferson Airplane.
Anybody wanna come with me?
I swear to god it'll be fun.
i think it would be great to have al swearingin as a presidential candidate. the state of the union could be a drinking game. one shot for every cocksucker. doubles for pissant.
Mr. Shakes and I are listening to YMCA, as recommended upthread, and Mr. Shakes is flabbergasted that "noo oone figured oot what this soong was aboot! Hoo did people noot knoo it was a gay anthem?!"
He also said his dad, a sailor in the Royal Navy, loved In the Navy, and, says Mr. Shakes, "had noo fookin' cloo."
fuckin' right on MB. Only I think George Carlin oughta run.
Same difference. Only one is more real.
Them Scots never got extra points in the department of braineology, Shakes.
rum. sodomy and the lash
coomin' oop!
Just checked out the Celine Dion link...
I'll have the purple cool-aid, pleeez!
ah well, time to check on my room fulla high school lads. they're getting ready for the biggest gig of their lives. they're playing at a high school prom in tempe, opening for some "emo" band. i forget which.
Oh MB, I'm prayin' for the lash.
I just watched it, and I realized they don't do the arm-letters at all. Who came up with that then?
I told txrad I was playing Paul Simon.
Now he's in the kitchen goin' "we don't need no graceland, man."
Shit, is he ultraclever or what?
at an AA meeting wednesday i saw a lady give her boyfriend a little slap and blurted
"hit me, i usually have to pay extra for that"
And now, the end is near
And so I face the final curtain.
My friend, I'll say it clear
I'll state my case of which I'm certain.
I've lived a life that's full
travelled each and every highway
And more, much more than this,
I did it my way.
Regrets, I've had a few
But then again too few to mention.
I did what I had to do
And saw it through, without exemption.
I planned each charted course
Each careful step, along the byway
And more, much more than this,
I did it my way.
Yes there were times, I'm sure you knew,
When I bit off more than I could chew
But through it all, when there was doubt
I ate it all, And I stood tall,
And did it my way.
I've loved, I've laughed and cried
I've had my fill, my share of losing.
And now, as tears subside,
I find it all so amusing.
To think, I did all that,
And may I say, "not in a shy way",
Oh no, oh no not me,
I did it my way.
For what is a man, what has he got,
If not himself, then he has not,
To say the things, he truly feels,
And not the words of one who kneels.
The record shows, I took the blows,
And did my way.
Arm letters?
What the fuck did I miss?
Did I make uncouth comments about the nigger music I was listening to right before Paul Simon? I swear it's true, I was I was!
That might be the original emo song there.
No Sleep 'Til Brooklyn.
BITCHEZZZZ.
fuck...
you just have to step away from it.
you don't have to fuckin STOP it carte blanche.
Apparently, I don't need a refill in the next round. Y-M-C-A, making letters with your arms to the music, they don't do it in the video.
Hello, all. Are we all well and happy this evening?
And I have stepped away, and returned so many times, my knees hurt.
Quaker Dave, we are. Thanks for axing.
Careful with that axe, kona.
Them Scots never got extra points in the department of braineology, Shakes.
Mr. Shakes: "Tell Koona we joost invented the moodern woorld, thankye very mooch!"
Where did you go, anyway?