I had a caption, but reckon it's somehting I could pay for at a later date. so I'll keep it to myself.....

3 Rissani women, 1971. By Irving Penn

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More oppressed women...
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how much drink could a drunk girl drink if a drunk girl could drink drink?

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I think you should share. It'd probably be hilarious.

sillygirl, could you hum a few bars of that tune?

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Nick, cool picture.

And no, strictly because it's not a tune.

doesn't matter. I'll hum a tune that isn't really a tune and you can tell us about the legend of the drunk girl who could drink the drinks

Well, I made friends with Jameson tonight...

lush....

Oh, watch out, because I can pour the last 2/3rds of the bottle down the drain instead of holding onto it for when you get here.....

Ouch, that would just be mean....

and a waste of money

Fly, I don't know what you pay for Jameson, but I pay more for a good bottle of vodka than I do for Jameson. About $20.... and the reaction I'd get from Jay would be priceless. 'sides, I think he'd rather have me pour it down the drain than mix it with cranberry like I did last night...

Jay, I guess you'd just better hurry it up if ya wanna save your Jameson, eh?

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Oh!- And pancakes, bacon and eggs w/OJ for breakfast are as close as possible to a cure for whatever ails a girl. Mmmm...

I could easily be wrong, but I think you exaggerate.

Me? Exaggerate? Never!

I could think of a few things that would help better than pancakes, but I *am* home with the kids...

That's very much what I meant...THEN all is well, for awhile.

Yes, at least until the next outburst by my 4 year old. Or until noon when I have to deal with my ex. Or until my mother calls.

My day yesterday came complete with the ex's confusion. I actually felt a little blessed, but after an hour or so, I couldn't listen to any more, so I came back to Minneapolis. We had a nice fire & some stimulating conversation in the back yard later.

i'm drinking already.........but just for the "hair of the dog" purpose.

hella good party last night at the folks.......and i hit the wobblies pretty hard........and a few Ceaser's with killer vodka


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Good job Fly, hair of the dog is always a good start to the day....
Seems like that's the case, didn't know you'd be making threats against the poor bottle, I can already see how this is going to go when I get there.....

Nah, once you're here the jameson will be safe.

Fly, thanks but no thanks... I prefer absolut.;)

Ahhhh so the Jameson will be safe, nothing about me being safe though hmmmmmmm....

Don't worry about yourself. Just worry about your passport.

It may mysteriously get 'lost' while I'm there....

I *do* love fire...

I know you do, which is odd considering I may spontaneously combust from the heat.......

I'll keep you safe. Just need tons of ice water and easy access to a swimming pool at night and air conditioning during the day. And the river on weekends.

I know you'll keep me safe, I'll just get an IV of water shot straight into me, save the drinking part for the Guinness....

mmmmmmmmm.........Guinness

...establishes world records?

Aww, the man who wants none of these :icare:

OCM, back me up here. Is Guinness not disgusting? I'd rather drink the chocolatey-nasty liquid out of my 240's radiator than a Guinness.

I wouldn't drink anything out of an engine. Guinness I can swallow.

LOL gee, not one for the exaggeration, eh?

Here I was, thinking I'd at least have a "Yeah, Guinness is nasty!" and instead I totally got left in the dust.

... I'm hurt!


*sniffle*

No back up for you sillygirl...........guess you'll just have to get used to it when I'm there.....

I'll just give you bad directions to the store.

Knew your master plan was to get me lost, guess it changed from the running away......

Yeah, but see how you are?

What do you mean? Jay knows I won't let him get lost in the big city... ;)

I was referring to him, silly, confident he was manly enough to chuckle about it.