The filth. Ew, can you see my socks?
Buckets of beer and wine make one rowdy...
...And more than a little goofy.
And I don't just speak for myself.
A few weeks ago I was writing down things people said:
"No, that's a square. I wanted a polygon."
"I don't like ironic hairstyles. Or food."
"Pardon me while this wall holds me up."
"Look at the vertical development on that son-of-a-bitch."
-John, referring to this picture. (He meant the clouds.)
"Since when did people get so choosy?" "Since Roe vs. Wade."
-the voices in John's head