There are a lot of things you shouldn't do when you have been drinking. Driving an automobile is probably the number one, no-no. Telling someone you love them fifteen minutes after you met them in a bar, that would be bad. Shopping on line at one in the morning, after returning from a night of drinking, can also cause problems. Yes, I have probably done all of these things at one point or another in my life. At least I don't drive anymore, even when I am sober, so we don't have to worry about that, but sometimes after a couple of cocktails I will decide that I really need to buy that tune I heard in the bar. That is how I can end up at one in the morning, shopping Amazon dot com.
This past Saturday, Abandoned Pet Rescue, had their annual benefit bash. It is for a good cause, and a couple of hundred people showed up at thirty dollars apiece. All the food and liquor was donated by area restaurants, and there were about a hundred items donated for the auction. The problem is where the donated liquor and the auction items intersected. The drinking started at around six in the evening, but the auction didn't start until around nine. This gave me time to suck down at least three, or four, or possibly more glasses of wine. When you are having a good time with friends, you can lose track. All I know is that by the time the auction started, I was in a good mood and between the auctioneers chant, and the exuberance of the moment I ended up with a 'Gift of Beauty'. I bid on, and won, a Botox treatment. If I were sober I would never have done on that. Instead I'd be cracking jokes about the schmuck that did. So the next time you see me, I will be looking beautiful and wrinkle free.
This past Saturday, Abandoned Pet Rescue, had their annual benefit bash. It is for a good cause, and a couple of hundred people showed up at thirty dollars apiece. All the food and liquor was donated by area restaurants, and there were about a hundred items donated for the auction. The problem is where the donated liquor and the auction items intersected. The drinking started at around six in the evening, but the auction didn't start until around nine. This gave me time to suck down at least three, or four, or possibly more glasses of wine. When you are having a good time with friends, you can lose track. All I know is that by the time the auction started, I was in a good mood and between the auctioneers chant, and the exuberance of the moment I ended up with a 'Gift of Beauty'. I bid on, and won, a Botox treatment. If I were sober I would never have done on that. Instead I'd be cracking jokes about the schmuck that did. So the next time you see me, I will be looking beautiful and wrinkle free.
Now you will be ready for the next nude night on a bar stool in your beloved France.
ReplyDeletehell yeah!!! Try to work this into a Lifetime documentary so I can see it next Saturday night. Anonymous has a point...think up some "interesting" places to stick the needle...become the Logo's version of MTVs JackAss.
ReplyDeleteNous en France apprécions également la société et fortement.
ReplyDeleteSo the Hostess wants me to Botox a very wrinkled, non-traditional area..... Where do squirrels keep their nuts?
ReplyDeleteIN A SACK!!!!
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