Here are some of the things I said over the weekend.*
'Cause it might be entertaining.
- I think J is married. Or dead. These are the only two logical explanations.
- No, I did not have company last night. That was your tennant. Go, tennant, go.
- Why, yes, I did throw away the Color Me Badd and the Debbie Gibson.
- You can shower at my house, and sleep in my bed. I promise not to touch you.
- It took me over five hours and three industrial garbage bags.
- I need you to come downstairs and bring a killing thing with you.
- If I can't shit, you can't sit.
- Oh, my, you look so incredibly.......gay. Or Polish. Or both.
- .....spins a web, from his hand, Man that's cool Spider Man!.....
- I think, you know, like a spring. But not just a spring, a cool spring, with stuff in or around it.
- Thank you for not making me smack your heads together.
- Ain't no party like an A Team party. Which one am I again?
- So I'm just supposed to rinse the still moving legs down the drain?!
- and then, you know, I got those unsolicited dick pics......
- How nice of him. Want to come play barbies?
And yes, I was sober the entire weekend. No, no new meds, just no time to drink.
*In completely random order