Saturday, November 20, 2004

The Four Phases of Me Being Bombed

Phase One: Inebriated Fog

Phase Two: Descent into Peristaltic Distress

Phase Three: Fleeting Relief and Euphoria Due to Little Debbie's Snack Cakes

Phase Four: Vertigo and Loss of Ability to Stand

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Phase Five: Loud Vomiting


'Don' Cialini said...

Was phase four the result of you drinking too much, or you reviewing your grade on your 10th grade bio final?

bojangles said...

I would have gone with Nutty Bars.

Toastie said...

Javen, nutty bars?? what the fuck?! everyone knows that the devil squares put a a whole lot more than a little hop in your step. Like a monkey beating up a blind elderly man, devil squares......what, that doesn't make any sense. why does work have to be so early?? Billy, you never made it stage six drunk, thats when you try to go the bathroom in your girlfriends dresser drawer and then yell at her when she corrects your aim. Now thats drunk. I know nothing about doing that. tee hee.

tt said...

I hope you weren't drinking golden anniversery and swelling up your uvula! We can't have another episode of that.