Yes we sure fucking do sir. My itinerary for tomorrow. 8:30 Wake-up and Shower 9:00 Start Bacon, Egg and Cheese Bagels 9:05 Irish Car Bomb #1 9:10 Shot of Jameson 9:20 Bear Fight #1 9:30 Eat second Bacon, Egg and Cheese 9:35-10:30 Combative Drinking 10:35 Head down to get on boat that goes up and down the Chicago River 11:00 Get on boat, order coke, pour Jameson from flask into it. 11:05 Request they play this song on repeat, unless they are playing this song or this one Now I know we'll be heading off the boat, and bar hopping north through downtown, viagra triangle, lincoln park and back up to lakeview. Hopefully I'll survive being black and vehemently claiming I'm Irish. Or in Chicago, everyone is Chi-rish (Thanks Miller Lite for that brilliant advertising idea.)
Oh goody, someone went ahead and posted the 'amateur hour' itinerary. I almost wish I was bartending tomorrow, because the money will be great. Almost.
God, I hate St Pat's. Last year when I got off work at 9pm I had to remove people who were having actual penetrative sex on my car, and then when I got home I had to call the cops on a brawl to get to my front door (I live over a bar...this year they're opening at 10. Shoot me.) I'm going to hide until 8 pm or so and then venture out wherever seems like least of a shitshow.
In Amsterdam, they line up in the dozens to buy giant cones filled with fries, and then tsunami the entire fucker with both mayonaise and mustard. It looks like Peter North was killed on the set of Evil Dead 2. Fucking disgusting. I smoked the most poweful weed on earth while I was there (Big Buddha Cheese) and I STILL didn't have the munchies hardcore enough to stoop that low. Holland, I love your tolerance, your excess, and how you guys sound like an uzi being fired at a gong when you argue with each other, but that shit with the french fried got to GO, homes.
He quoted me once, so I am coolness. I said that Golden Girls was the only female-oriented sitcom that was ever funny, and he said I was a moron for not mentioning 227 (which isn't funny). Then DietCokeHead brought down the hammer on me, because he's a fucking sheep and always will be.
I don't know why I volunteered for work tomorrow but Im going to bed now. I won't be drinking later on tomorrow HARD. Anyway this Kony director melt down is hilarious. The TMZ video is fucking awesome. If legit mental break downs caught on video aren't funny I don't know what is.
My only regret is that there are no women nearby whose panties could be melted off. Jesus, this shit is good.
Mayonnaise is the Devil's semen. That's all I have to say about that shit. Now here's some good music:
GUYS. I'm going to start selling advertising on strippers' boobs and buttcheeks. Just, like, stick a sticker on them or something. This is genius. Why hasn't anyone thought of this before? If homeless people can be wifi hotspots then THE SKY'S THE LIMIT.