September 7, 2005
INTRIGUING...
My Grouchy Old Cripple friend wants me to make some Chatham Artillery Punch for Helen. Hadn't considered it, but I figure I have a 50-50 chance of being in gaol on manslaughter charges at that time due to a particular cunt within my organization who is too stupid to realize who the fuck he is dealing with.
He vexes me like a crab louse. And I'm normally able to separate the personal from the professional. But, then, I've never had lice.
Ah, screw it. I'll make the punch, and kill that cocksucker for Hallowe'en. Long term goals.
Make it! Make it! We'll drink it all, and troll for beads on Hohenstrasse by the light of the moon. Im Munchen ist das Hofbrau Haus, dammit. Show yer tits!
Posted by: kelley at September 7, 2005 10:39 PMaw, shit...artillery punch...i'm fighting gravity just thinking about it...can't wait..
Posted by: shoe at September 8, 2005 8:11 AMI've had it...I'm downtown with it...do it.
Posted by: Sam at September 8, 2005 12:51 PMI loved that stuff. Best of all, it loved me right back. Bring it!
Posted by: zonker at September 8, 2005 1:36 PMEin, Zwei... Tsufa?
Posted by: Sigivald at September 8, 2005 3:25 PMSee Leslie - Ain't no one gonna be drinking any wine. V-Man's Artillery Punch kicks ass!
Omigawd! Shoe and Kelley on Artillery Punch? Look out Helen!
Posted by: Denny at September 8, 2005 4:28 PM