12 maggio 2008

Cyanide and Happiness


I just love these comic strips!

Well, well, well . . .

After so much sadness, I'm happy to report a bit of a different experience. I attended an annual party at one of my very good friend's houses. The guest list for this party is comprised mostly of young professionals with children who have a few drinks and appetizers, then head for home to relieve the babysitter before midnight. These parties are always enjoyable, in the polite conversation with people you see a couple times of year sort of way. This year was a bit of a different affair; it was the perfect storm for a legendary gathering.


To describe the event in detail would cheapen the evening, if that is even possible. So to avoid such a literary tragedy, I will give the brief synopsis that has been circulated amongst those of us sober enough to remember the evening in its entirety. And so. . . .


Four people fell down and shattered their martini glasses, one person bled, two people caught on fire, three people vomited (one of which was in the kitchen sink), and I got propositioned for a threesome with a married couple. Epic!!