the hiccupy bday
i'm not one for verbose blogging, but this weekend (hiccups and all) deserved a real tribute. in no particular order, i'd like to thank the following contributors to this year's Oatsfest 2006:
-crowbar: for falling asleep, missing her plane, getting stuck in frankfurt and somehow still managing to orchestrate a RIDIC bday bash. thank also to taking up precious Err..The Video footage talking about YOURSELF.
--miiichael: for forgetting the keys to the country house, for driving like a stud, despite not being to open the faulty margarita shaker like a stud, for editing the funniest (and most cringe-worthy) video i've seen since johnny knoxville met bam margera, for ignoring crowbar while she talked about HERSELF. oh and also for disillusioning her of the idea of leaving maude to ME in her will. and for divulging the secret to a roaring fire: the liberal dousing of 100% alcohol definitely helps.
b flash: for ensuring the ERR video never gets seen by Nadia or Magdy. EVER. and for concocting the margaritas that reminded me that there's a reason i don't do tequila. oh, and for passing on that nasty bug. i love spending my bday in bed with a flu, as opposed to for any other reason.
gk1: for rocking some burkhas like nobody's business. and for planting the dubious seed of hooking up with either me OR kathleen in wienick's mind. (k: your lateness notwithstanding, i appreciate the effort, really). thanks for representing from the other side of the pond and for ensuring that certain other people that live in park slope NEVER get to see this video either.
london totties (sic included): for providing the girl on girl action (sic, you should maybe hang onto that spidey mask), and the confusion as to what the hell cat had on her head. (edit: a fireman's hat. makes PERFECT sense now. ERRRR).
naps: for being the evil, napping, gassy genius that you are. maude came clean and told us who the REAL culprit was, so you can drop the act next time we head up. and yes, there are a few salt & vinegar chips left.
the hairy culos: for auditioning for Italy's own American Idol. albeit unwittingly. and for further repelling me from the apricots of the world. thanks also for getting that `song' stuck in my head for the past two days.
thanks go out to many many more, but i've just used up my rant space til the next bday. thanks, grazie, shukran and ERRRRR.
-crowbar: for falling asleep, missing her plane, getting stuck in frankfurt and somehow still managing to orchestrate a RIDIC bday bash. thank also to taking up precious Err..The Video footage talking about YOURSELF.
--miiichael: for forgetting the keys to the country house, for driving like a stud, despite not being to open the faulty margarita shaker like a stud, for editing the funniest (and most cringe-worthy) video i've seen since johnny knoxville met bam margera, for ignoring crowbar while she talked about HERSELF. oh and also for disillusioning her of the idea of leaving maude to ME in her will. and for divulging the secret to a roaring fire: the liberal dousing of 100% alcohol definitely helps.
b flash: for ensuring the ERR video never gets seen by Nadia or Magdy. EVER. and for concocting the margaritas that reminded me that there's a reason i don't do tequila. oh, and for passing on that nasty bug. i love spending my bday in bed with a flu, as opposed to for any other reason.
gk1: for rocking some burkhas like nobody's business. and for planting the dubious seed of hooking up with either me OR kathleen in wienick's mind. (k: your lateness notwithstanding, i appreciate the effort, really). thanks for representing from the other side of the pond and for ensuring that certain other people that live in park slope NEVER get to see this video either.
london totties (sic included): for providing the girl on girl action (sic, you should maybe hang onto that spidey mask), and the confusion as to what the hell cat had on her head. (edit: a fireman's hat. makes PERFECT sense now. ERRRR).
naps: for being the evil, napping, gassy genius that you are. maude came clean and told us who the REAL culprit was, so you can drop the act next time we head up. and yes, there are a few salt & vinegar chips left.
the hairy culos: for auditioning for Italy's own American Idol. albeit unwittingly. and for further repelling me from the apricots of the world. thanks also for getting that `song' stuck in my head for the past two days.
thanks go out to many many more, but i've just used up my rant space til the next bday. thanks, grazie, shukran and ERRRRR.
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