Friday, October 20, 2006


...James Bond

You Are a Martini

There's no other way to say it: you're a total lush.
You hold your liquor well, and you hold a lot of it!


Blogger QofD said...

I think I am the "bartender's bitch".

10:16 PM  
Blogger QofD said...

I think I'm the "bartender's bitch". Fuck me.

10:16 PM  
Blogger GalacticallyStupid said...

Is that an offer of some type? I don't think I could reach to California.

10:28 PM  
Anonymous Hammer said...

I'm a bottle of Boones farm with a
Mad Dog 20/20 chaser.

11:49 PM  
Blogger Jean said...

It said I am a martini... never had one in my life! Scotch was not one of the answers.

12:07 AM  
Blogger GalacticallyStupid said...

Hammer, I have a Boones Farm story I'll write about. But an MD 20/20 chaser? Good god man. Do you still have a functioning liver?

Jean, for the life of me I can't find your number, so call me if ya can, or e-mail them to me. And I'll teach ya to drink a martini, which, again, will include a very good story.

12:19 AM  
Anonymous Hammer said...

Being 1/2 Mexican and 1/2 Irish I was born with a spare liver.

2:08 AM  
Blogger Jean said...

Bob... I will e-mail them. Heading to dreamland so I can work tomorrow... oh joy.

3:18 AM  
Blogger QofD said...

Bartender's bitch is what happens when an obnoxious drunk arrives five minutes before last call.

The bartender upends the beer mat and squeezes the bar towels into a glass and serves it.

See? This is the kind of useless shit you have in your head after ten years of restaurant service.

3:47 AM  
Blogger GalacticallyStupid said...

QofD...YUK!! Guess that's why I always made sure I bought two beers before last call amd equally as important, I was friends with the bartender.

Jean...I don't see anything wrong with your spelling.

Hammer...can I come to you for help when I need a transplant?

9:19 AM  

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