Get Behind Me, Devilport
Why does it always sound like a good idea at the beginning?
Had Theology Pub last night at McElroys to begin with, and then somehow, after 1 drink, we got this crazy idea to take the cool pastor to the Devilport. Never a good idea.
First of all, aren't Long Island Iced Teas supposed to, in some way, resemble iced tea. I mean, shouldn't it be somewhat dark in color? Edgy's was as clear as gin. The CP got one, too, but his was at least caramel colored. Man, they do try to kill people there. I got the White One, which is like a Caucasian with hazelnut. 2shirts got the banana split, and the student got a dirty cajun (not Henri).
Conversation was good--about the day that imagination died, the day we became adults. I had problems with this discussion because I clearly have never had a defining moment when I was able to throw away imagination. I still talk to my stuffed bunnies in imaginary bunny language and can't throw things away easily because I worry that I'll hurt their feelings, so I guess I haven't grown up yet.
Pizza man comes by. Man, I wanted that pizza. So did 2shirts, but we resisted, and ordered a 2nd round of drinks. Should've gone for the pizza. The CP stuck with coke (wise move), Edgy had a manhattan, 2shirts had an apple martini, and the student had something to do with sex. I had one of those orange ones, so TAINTED!
Conversation continued about superheroes and education and Latin. Oh, and Metallica, which in my state, I couldn't remember the title or the track number for Holier than Thou. I was close, though, only one track off. The student broke a glass in the most graceful of arm flailings. Really, it was quite pretty. 2shirts came back, and the CP told him that the student had gotten mad at me and had flung it (as a joke but not knowing the whole fork incident). Wrong thing to say. Poor thing started apologizing again for the fork thing, and 2shirts' face was anything but happy. At this point, 2 shirts decides it's time to go, so they leave. The second he leaves, the pizza man comes back. i resist a whole pizza again, but pay another table a dollar just to get a slice. Man, that was the best cheap pizza ever, esp since that was the first slice of pizza I've had since March.
Phone rings--2shirts forgot to pay his tab. I'm tellin ya, the devilport is evil. He comes back and pays it, and then we stay for a little while, weld a goalpost out of stirring straws and play table football, and finally depart at 2, the CP saying that he had to be at work at 7am. Man, I wonder how he's faring right now bc I can barely type and am sipping my co cola energy soda.
Quotes of the night:
"I hate alcohol. You start out with an IQ in the 150s and end up as a stupid 120"
" I think a boob cake would be kind of fun to eat."
"If you cuss for a purpose, then it's not a sin. And that cuss, was definitely for a purpose."
"I live for making liquids come up people's noses. It's why I wish I could be a bartender and a pastor" (as Edgy laughs so hard his beer comes back up)
"Latin is a dead language. It's dead dead dead...yeah, dead."
"I think they should have a mister coming from the fish tank tv that spits water at people"
"If we [women] could just figure out how to pee in the same room together, we'd rule the world."
There were more, but it's taking me so long to type (And retype this) that I just have to stop my brain from thinking. Thinking hurts. the devilport hurts.
Speaking of the devilport, the Praxis has bought his plane ticket. He's on his way for Kimday!
Had Theology Pub last night at McElroys to begin with, and then somehow, after 1 drink, we got this crazy idea to take the cool pastor to the Devilport. Never a good idea.
First of all, aren't Long Island Iced Teas supposed to, in some way, resemble iced tea. I mean, shouldn't it be somewhat dark in color? Edgy's was as clear as gin. The CP got one, too, but his was at least caramel colored. Man, they do try to kill people there. I got the White One, which is like a Caucasian with hazelnut. 2shirts got the banana split, and the student got a dirty cajun (not Henri).
Conversation was good--about the day that imagination died, the day we became adults. I had problems with this discussion because I clearly have never had a defining moment when I was able to throw away imagination. I still talk to my stuffed bunnies in imaginary bunny language and can't throw things away easily because I worry that I'll hurt their feelings, so I guess I haven't grown up yet.
Pizza man comes by. Man, I wanted that pizza. So did 2shirts, but we resisted, and ordered a 2nd round of drinks. Should've gone for the pizza. The CP stuck with coke (wise move), Edgy had a manhattan, 2shirts had an apple martini, and the student had something to do with sex. I had one of those orange ones, so TAINTED!
Conversation continued about superheroes and education and Latin. Oh, and Metallica, which in my state, I couldn't remember the title or the track number for Holier than Thou. I was close, though, only one track off. The student broke a glass in the most graceful of arm flailings. Really, it was quite pretty. 2shirts came back, and the CP told him that the student had gotten mad at me and had flung it (as a joke but not knowing the whole fork incident). Wrong thing to say. Poor thing started apologizing again for the fork thing, and 2shirts' face was anything but happy. At this point, 2 shirts decides it's time to go, so they leave. The second he leaves, the pizza man comes back. i resist a whole pizza again, but pay another table a dollar just to get a slice. Man, that was the best cheap pizza ever, esp since that was the first slice of pizza I've had since March.
Phone rings--2shirts forgot to pay his tab. I'm tellin ya, the devilport is evil. He comes back and pays it, and then we stay for a little while, weld a goalpost out of stirring straws and play table football, and finally depart at 2, the CP saying that he had to be at work at 7am. Man, I wonder how he's faring right now bc I can barely type and am sipping my co cola energy soda.
Quotes of the night:
"I hate alcohol. You start out with an IQ in the 150s and end up as a stupid 120"
" I think a boob cake would be kind of fun to eat."
"If you cuss for a purpose, then it's not a sin. And that cuss, was definitely for a purpose."
"I live for making liquids come up people's noses. It's why I wish I could be a bartender and a pastor" (as Edgy laughs so hard his beer comes back up)
"Latin is a dead language. It's dead dead dead...yeah, dead."
"I think they should have a mister coming from the fish tank tv that spits water at people"
"If we [women] could just figure out how to pee in the same room together, we'd rule the world."
There were more, but it's taking me so long to type (And retype this) that I just have to stop my brain from thinking. Thinking hurts. the devilport hurts.
Speaking of the devilport, the Praxis has bought his plane ticket. He's on his way for Kimday!
posted by Cranky at 10:18 AM
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