History, Part 2
Oct30
So I’ve been on a Johnette Napolitano kick. As should anyone be if they love her music.
Oh right, the plot continues, whatevs. LISTEN TO THIS SONG.
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So I’ve been on a Johnette Napolitano kick. As should anyone be if they love her music.
Oh right, the plot continues, whatevs. LISTEN TO THIS SONG.
Comments are closed.
Seriously, alt text. Some people push buttons. Mick is hammering on that fucker.
So, more backstory developing. Why do I think the evening is going to end with crawling out the door..?
I’m thinking it will end with lots of puke.
That too.
More people should go on Johnette Napolitano kicks. Dat voice, mannnnnnnn.
Janet Napolitano SINGS?! 😮
Maskman, I was thinking more along the lines of them *being thrown* out the door….
Also a good possiblity.
With or without a shoeleather assist, do you think?
The sick part of me thinks that Maria may turn out to be Omars long lost daughter!
I think, thanks to this comic, I’ve figured out what liquid Nyquil is really made of >.<
MGD, black licorice, and cheap stale coffee from the gas station?
Oddly, that makes more sense.
That’s a Newcastle Brown Ale star behind them, isn’t it?
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I don’t know what that stuff they’re drinking is, but if it makes Mick go “yuck” and Newky Broon doesn’t, either it’s terrible or he’s got messed-up tastebuds.
It’s Miller Genuine Draft AKA MGD AKA American Piss Water.
With Newcastle in the bar..?! No wonder Mick is bitching!
My grandfather, god rest his soul, was a gentleman to the day he died. I never heard him swear and he rarely used even vulgarity…but one of the two things that could move him to do so was American mass-market beer. He called it “piss and old wash-water.”
(BTW, the OTHER thing that moved him to vulgarity was politics and politicians, of whom he was heard to say “Piss on that,” more than once.)
I don’t mind MGD, it’s a good middle of the road beer. Yeah, it’s mild and light and bland but there are much, much worse choices out there in that bracket.
So you want to hang with Johnette Napolitano…maybe she makes a guest appearance, as the friend of a certain alterna-chick character? 🙂
Omar’s family so it’s ok, but I’ve been told never go to the bar after hours with your boss. You may see sides of each other you never wanted to see. It could turn out you find out your boss is a beer with his meal kinda guy, and your boss finds out why sometimes you call in sick on Monday mornings.
Even if you’re someone who likes to get drunk, if you can’t restrain yourself and enjoy yourself in moderation when the situation calls for it, you’ve got a problem.
The worst hanging-out-with-boss experience I’ve ever had involved my coworkers finding out something that shocked them. It was a post-office gathering at a chinese place (in NYC so we’re not talking PF Chang’s). Everyone was getting a drink and something to eat on the company tab, so I ordered a beer, then perused the menu. Every eye at the table swung my way when I ordered the pickled ox tongue and tripe. Nobody else was bold enough to try it, but it was fantastic.
I get similar reaction when I tell people I like tripe. And that’s not even close to the reaction to me eating bull’s balls.
“Listen to this song!”
Watch this movie!”
“Taste this food!”
Slave, slave, slave..