Saturday, August 12, 2006

Bedtime for Davey

What is it about Air Devil's Inn that makes me want to fight? I'm not 100% convinced it's just ADI, but this phenomenon has happened there more than once. After a night partying around town, you can always tell when it's time for me to go to bed. I exhibit one or more of the following behaviors:

- Insisting that people are staring at me, challenging me to fight, "That stock boy at Kroger was staring me down. I outta kick his ass. Punk-ass bitch."

- Strongly encouraging everyone around me to get involved in some physical (and usually illegal) activity. "Hey everybody, let's shoot Roman candles at the Seminary across the street" for example.

- Start babbling nonsensical diatribes at a high volume, "It's all about the circumlocution of Chewbacca's rasinettes....mutha fucka!"

- Argue with people over stupid shit, "You woke me up this morning and I'm still mad at your waking-people-up-ass asshole! You're a mean woman. You go to hell and die...woman."

What dumb shit do you do that signals bedtime after partying?


Blogger yournamehere said...

My time for bed indicators? Laughing at your shit and secretly hoping your wife can't talk you out of starting a fight with a stranger over nothing.

2:14 PM  
Blogger MsAPhillips said...

I appreciate this level of paranoid hostility, and respectfully submit that you CAN occasionally kick shit out of mo-fo's even without the partying.

7:25 AM  

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