May 4, 2008
EVER.
Posted by Pare under 'Boozing', Friends, Happiness, What more could I ask for? | Tags: blessings, just plain awesome, just unbearably grateful, laughing, mah ladeez, pure bliss, things that complete me, you wish they were your friends |If going out drinking on a Saturday night with the people I love more than beer is wrong, I don’t want to be right.
May 4, 2008 at 10:22 am
“you wish they were your friends” might just be the best damn tag I’ve ever seen in my life.
I love you more than beer, too.
*sniff*
May 4, 2008 at 11:25 am
I’ve never been more out of love with beer than I am this morning…
Fucking beer.
May 4, 2008 at 3:15 pm
That’s it. I’m moving to Wisconsin. You guys are in Wisconsin, right?
May 4, 2008 at 10:12 pm
Love more than beer? High praise, indeed.
May 5, 2008 at 10:04 am
Not only is that a good thing… it’s the perfect way to spend an evening!! You go, girl!
May 5, 2008 at 10:04 am
I have no friends, as evidenced by my “who wants to go see Kathleen Edwards with me?” fiasco.
The answer was no one, seven times over.
So while I’m sooooo happy for you, I’ll just stick with the beer.
May 5, 2008 at 7:24 pm
The people I love more than beer wouldn’t love me without beer.
Drama? Wife?
“What is wrong with you….is no little thing.”
May 6, 2008 at 8:37 pm
I’m sorry, Wisconsin, but beer is like drinking a slice of bread.
Anyway, it isn’t wrong. You just have bad taste in alcohol.
I’m glad you’re having fun!!
May 6, 2008 at 11:15 pm
Maria, YOU’RE LIKE DRINKING A SLICE OF BREAD.
I’m not speaking to you right from this moment on. NOT SPEAKING.