Wednesday, February 17, 2010
The Second Coming Of Dennis
Dennis has warned me that I can expect to spend a lot of time drinking over the next week, so in anticipation I have been in training for the last four days. My biggest problem is that I cannot keep up with Dennis drink for drink. He is Irish after all, and can drink me under the table. Hell, he could out-drink David Hasselhoff, and still be able to eat a cheeseburger while standing up. I tell you this so that during the next week, if it seems like I am not putting my all into my story telling, you will understand why. I will be hung-over. And don't give me a lecture about drinking too much, because it doesn't necessarily mean that I drank too much vodka. It only takes three drinks to get me drunk, and three drinks are not that much.