Disappointment will greet me because I'm sure there isn't any pie hiding out (checked it twice)behind the milk. What's in your fridge Mike?

Ginger

Anything in Mike's frige is probably spoiled. How often is the guy home?

To those left over etc, I bid, no thank you dear Mikey.

(Except the whipped cream, gonna try to finish that can. Now, where are those cherries, Ah there it is and Mike's picture to lick it off of? - Excuse me, I'll be unavailable for a bit. Please continue on without me.)



V

[quote]Anything in Mike's frige is probably spoiled. How often is the guy home?[/quote]

True, but you can bet there would be beer!

Janette
*Vodka is best from the freezer!*

"Janette
*Vodka is best from the freezer!*"

Speaking of Vodka, are there any Jello shots in that fridge?

That is so funny cuz tomorrow I will be making a sh1t load, also use Everclear Going to the boat races this weekend, (no I'm not driving! OMG I am so thirsty now!

Janette

d@mnit... now I really want a jello shot!!...

I wonder if they can be mailed....

This reminds me of a funny drunk story.

[quote]This reminds me of a funny drunk story.[/quote]

Well? Spill already! But you have to include the word fridge somewhere in the story so it will fit the subject. lol

Janette
*sandman is here, he says Hi*

Hey Morpheus. Let Janette stay for a bit to hear this, K? Thanks.

Ok. So it was my going away party when I was moving from Alaska to Washington. I was the only female there because I hung out with mostly computer geeks. I loved me geek-boys.
So I had spent most of party walking around with a coffee mug full of raspberry jello shots that I would eat with a spoon in one hand and a bottle of Mike's Hard Cranberry Lemonade in the other hand.

I made the mistake earlier in the evening of teaching my boys how to do 'duck farts'. One part irish whiskey, one part Crown Royale, and one part Bailey's and then shot. I did a couple, but I don't do hard liquor all that well anymore and as my older brother taught me, "Liquor before beer, nothing to fear. Beer before liquor, never been sicker." And Mike's is kinda in the same alcohol catagory as beer.

Well, ANYWAY, my dear friend Sparky, starts complaining because I didn't do a duck fart with him. "SAAARRRAAAAHH!! I thought you loved me!!"
I told him I'd puke. I'd had too much hard stuff for the night.
"PLEEEEAAASE!!! You won't puke!"
I sighed and got the Bailey's from the FRIDGE ( ) and set up a couple shots. I cleared all the dishes from the sink, did my shot with Sparky, and promptly vomited into the sink.

So I took my jello and Mike's into the bathroom, washed out my mouth and came back into the living room, precious booze in tow. All my boys stared at me, dumbfounded. Sparky asked if I was ok and I said, "I'm great! Now I have more room for my jello and Mike's!"
If I hadn't already had their love and respect, I got it right then.

My story got triggered.... Can't imagine why!

Let me try and rephrase my story...

At my going away party from when I moved from Alaska to Washington, I was the only female. Most of my friends throughout high school were the computer geeks and I loved my boyos.

I made the mistake of teaching my boys how to make Duck F@rts earlier in the evening. one part Irish Wh!skey, one part Crown Royale and one part B@iley's and then drunk as a shot. I did a couple and then stuck to raspberry jello shots and Mike's H@rd Cranberry Lemonade. I was walking around, mug full of jello with a spoon in one hand and bottle of Mike's in the other, when my very dear friend Sparky started whining about how I had yet to do a Duck F@rt with him. I told him I couldn't, I'd pvke. I can't do hard liqu0r very well anymore and as my big brother always use to warn me, "Liqu0r before beer, nothing to fear. Beer before liqu0r, never been sicker." And Mike's is in the same alcoh0l!c catagory as beer.

So I finally relented, cleared the kitchen sink, got the Bailey's from the FRIDGE ( ) and set up the shots. We threw them back, and I threw it up.
I went into the bathroom, taking my coffee mug and bottle with me of course, and washed my mouth out. When I came out, Sparky asked if I was ok and I said, "Oh h3ll yeah! Now I have more room for my jello and Mike's!" (still holding them in each hand)

If I didn't have the respect and love of every guy in that room before, I did right then.

Well buggers that sux, now I'm really intrigued . Thats why I copy my long winded replys, then if I do get triggered I just copy it then change whatever the trigger word was. Example- instead of s_cks I type sux

Janette
*Triggers blow big time*

dude, you musta been typing the same time I was, check it again!

Ever had an Irish Carbomb?

Now THAT is a drink that will knock you flat on your @$$ and you will thank it all the way til morning.
My older brother introduced me to them on my 22nd b-day.

Platy/Sarah
"Absynthe makes the tart grow fonder."

Oh, and, whoops, umm Fridge!

"Ever had an Irish Carbomb?"

Can't say I have, but I bet it would go great with this game .
http://imageshack.us][IMG]http://img165.imageshack.us/img165/1926/drikkespiluf1.jpg

"Oh, and, whoops, umm Fridge" nice save.

Janette
*My computer triggered me (froze )Ok bed time!*

you take a shot glass, half irish wh1skey, half b@iley's. then take a pint glass about 2/3rd full of Guinness. Drop the entire shot glass into the pint glass and CHUG. Tastes like adult chocolate milk.

And Mike, if I ever do see you in some bar, and if I do get up the courage to tell you what a dirty girl I am, you're not buying me a beer.
I'm buying you an Irish Carbomb, baby.

well poo, try this
http://img186.imageshack.us/img186/9001/drikkespilqp7.jpg

V, u snuck your post in before I finally figured out how to post a link, DUH!

"Mike, I'm buying you an Irish Carbomb, baby."

And I will bring the chess board!

Janette

[quote]http://imageshack.us][IMG]http://img165.imageshack.us/img165/1926/drikkespiluf1.jpg[/quote]

Irish chess... sweet.

Reminds me of Marian Ravenwood from Indiana Jones: Raiders of the Lost Ark.

I thought she was awesome. I wanted to be her.

I let other intrepid souls handle dropped-shot drinks. That's not nearly as bad as the Cement Mixer. *shudder*

platy, you have my respect. And, er, a breathmint.

"platy, you have my respect. And, er, a breathmint."

*laughs* Thanks, but I don't know if that kinda thing's worth respect. Maybe just disgusted amazement?

I've heard of Cement Mixers... hmmm...