November 18, 2004
Hell To Pay
I was supposed to have drinks after work with the Warrior Princess (not you, Neck, your guest blogger), and it totally slipped my mind. It is not in my ethos to miss cocktails with beautiful, voluptuous women, and so I am certain I must be in the early stages of senile dementia. Couple that with the fact that I will surely have the lads driven high into my abdomen tomorrow with a well-aimed Nine West, and things are looking bleak for siring any more blogbabies.
Posted by Velociman at November 18, 2004 6:41 PMHmmmm. You stood the lady up, huh?
Yep, I'd say the blog foddah day are over...
Well, I have two blog daddies and a blog uncle, looks like there's an opening for a blog muddah...
Posted by: Christina at November 18, 2004 6:51 PMMy condolences in advance, of the demise of the VelociRaisins. Vegas has a over-under line of 1. How many do you think will "drop back".
Posted by: RedNeck at November 18, 2004 8:06 PMI need the child support. You're not getting out of this gig.
Posted by: Key at November 18, 2004 8:38 PMNo problem, V.
There were two other men who escorted me, and one of them even picked up the tab.
And, for trivia...our team name was "The Doublestackers." Take that as you will...
Posted by: jmflynny at November 18, 2004 9:25 PMJmflynny,
You can come back to the "neckshack" at throw some beer cans around. I've got a dart board there and well, there's plenty of picures of him on the net now, and some, well, the even have bulls eyes on 'em.
Don't be so forgiving yet, Princess. You haven't seen the other posts.
Posted by: Velociman at November 18, 2004 9:29 PM