On the Iran-Contra Affair:
I ran, contra – clockwise to the bar to get
out of a conversation about this at my last lunch meeting.
Doing a tequila shot by yourself
is depressing. The ritual of the salt lick and the lemon is really meant to be
a social thing. I just love doing shots. I love the Lil Jon feat. LMFAO song “Shots”.
A co-worker gave me the nickname
Shotsy. I wonder if by doing so he’s subtly casting doubt on my professionalism but it’s worth it to me because having a nick name makes me feel like one of the gang. And sometimes at lunch meetings now my co-workers
buy shots for me as a gag.
On Contraception:
Lezzzbians don’t need contraception but I
still hope for an accident. I’d cut out the crack dope smack
coke pills thrills chills AAAAAAND frills if I conceived. Do you think it would still be
considered an immaculate conception if it was the result of finger banging and
muff diving?
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