September 20, 2004
drunk dominos
Mr.Sprinkles was here this weekend and he brought with him some very yummy Belgian beer. Somebody who lives in my house and is a girl and has brown hair drank too much. I have pictures to prove it. I am wearing a turban.
However, darlings, I am not the only one. Mr.Sprinkles and BrilliantEditor had their fair and unfair shares of nonsense.
Tradition dictates that when Mr.Sprinkles is in town, we play dominos. Not just dominos, though, drunk dominos. That is, dominos played by drunks.
Our first foray into the joys of drunk dominos was at New Year's time. There were gift bags that I make for Christmas left around the room. Mr.Sprinkles decided to wear one. And because he's cool, we all wore one.
That photo is from January of 2003.
This photo is from this weekend.
Despite Mr.Sprinkles's protests, he won the big old dominos game. He will say to you, "I only won one game," but that game would be the big game.
Mr.Sprinkles has the ability to say things eloquently. Unfortunately, he does not use these skills at Dotty's house. He prefers to belch and to use sign language.
We also consumed junk food, walked to the bar down the road, repeated little phrases that we collect each time we meet. It's a very silly place to be. AND! We went to the Book Barn in Dryden. I got a book about the etymology of dirty words! Woo! That'll knock their socks off when I join a gang, muthah fuckah. Yo yo yo. Me an' my homies, we be needin' to occuPY our beddy BYE.
Peace.
Posted by dotty at September 20, 2004 10:59 PM