Monday, November 26, 2007

The bats have left the belltower

Hector recounts his evening out.

Him: ...I got really drunk.
Me: That's scary. You got really drunk?
Him: Why?
Me: Because I've seen you drink. You can drink a lot.
Him: Yeah, I can hold my liquor.
Me: Yeah!
Him: Yeah... I got, like, Tom Waits drunk.


pohanginapete said...

Oooh, that's drunk. Only marginally better than a frontal lobotomy (you know his famous line?)

Emma said...

Ha! Yes - a bottle in front of me!
Champagne for my real friends... and real pain for my sham friends!

pohanginapete said...

Excellent! I didn't know that one.

Hector R. said...

If my parole officer reads this blog I am SO done.

Emma said...

Don't worry, Hector, he told me he stopped reading my blog sometime after all that Tim-Finn-sweaty-high-five madness. (How embarrassing!)