Austin report
On May 31, 9:10*pm, Boon wrote:
On May 30, 11:50*pm, "Shhhh!!!! I'm Listening to Reason!"
wrote:
On May 30, 10:01*pm, Boon wrote:
On May 30, 9:38*pm, "Shhhh!!!! I'm Listening to Reason!"
wrote:
On May 30, 7:45*pm, Boon wrote:
On May 30, 2:19*pm, "Shhhh!!!! I'm Listening to Reason!"
wrote:
On May 29, 11:53*pm, Jenn wrote:
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*"Shhhh!!!! I'm Listening to Reason!" wrote:
On May 29, 11:23*am, Boon wrote:
On May 28, 2:49*am, "Shhhh!!!! I'm Listening to Reason!"
wrote:
3. There are many cute women here. They're mostly younger than I am
but I can still look.
And grope, evidently. That was truly embarrassing. Feel lucky that you
didn't wake up in jail this morning.
That wasn't a grope, it was a kiss. And it was mutual. She gave me her
number, remember, numbnuts?
I had dinner with her tonight and I will probably see her again.
Do you even know what the truth is?
Your mean.
I'd rather be mean than a lying hypocrite like Boon turned out to be.
I've never been as embarrassed as I was being with him. I mean, he
told me a poop joke. And the people next to us heard it. How juvenile
can you get? The guy sitting to Boon's right caught my eye and gave me
an eye roll. That cracked me up but I bet Boon thought I was laughing
at his joke.
I can't remember the entire joke but the punchline was, "Yes, but have
you ever tried to sing opera with poop in your pants?"
Boon is a disaster.
Yeah, that's why you laughed so hard that Peppermint Schapps, or
whatever girlie drink you were chugging, came up through your nose and
sprayed all over the bar. I'll probably never be able to show my face
in that club ever again.
Did I call that or what?
Boon: eye roll behind your back = funny. Poop joke eliciting eye roll
= not funny.
While they are somewhat related they are not the same.
What a tool. I can see why 2pid turned on you.
PS: Patron is seldom called a "girlie drink". The vanilla schnapps was
later.
Can you post without lying?
Can you? Whatever it was that you were drinking, it tasted like cough
syrup with a sidecare of icing. When I offered to buy you a man's
drink--single malt Scotch--you broke out into a cold sweat and I
thought I was going to have to call the paramedics.
I thought military officers had more moxie than that. I'm sure Moxie--
the soft drink, of course--is probably too strong for you.
1. Bushmill's is not a "single malt Scotch".
I know that. Funny how I said Lagavulin and you heard Bushmill. I knew
you were tanked by the time you arrived.
Below I see you don't deny that you told the bartender to "Give him a
shot of Bushmill's". Instead you became an Internet spelling teacher.
Game, set, match.
2. Telling the bartender to "Give him a shot of Bushmill's" hardly
filled me with confidence that you were trying to enjoy a nice drink.
Face it: you were out to get hammered and you suceeded. Mission
accomplished, to quote a famous Texan.
"Suceeded"? Are you sure you're not tanked right now?
Sugar, come help out Boon. He's trying to emulate you and he's not
quite being stupid enough.
3. Stop making things up. You were an embarrassment and you know it.
And you were a "sucess."
And you're an idiot.
4. Ask your behavioural therapists about "projection".
"Behavioural"? Are we suddenly British?
Did the "U" confuse you?
5. On that note, while it was kind of funny the way you twisted it,
you should tell the truth about what you told me they told you about
the posters here, that Arny, Scott and Bret are the sanest poster on
RAO.
Now everyone knows you're lying. Or drunk.
I should have figured you were lying to me...again.
6. I can totally understand why you wouldn't want to post what they
said about you.
Because I'm modest? Thank God. All I can remember was you flexing your
biceps over and over and saying, "Someone call a vet, 'cause these
puppies are sick!" Then Kathryn said, "Someone call a people doctor,
because I'm going to be sick."
Um, no. You're lying again.
What I said was, "Take me to the Sheriff because these guns aren't
registered."
Kathryn loved it. She kept squeezing them and asking me if they were
medically enhanced.
And then you ran into the bathroom to puke again.
Prove it.
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