Posted on 02/09/2007 1:31:15 AM PST by sully777
I've heard.
Valentine's Day...otherwise known as "Single Awareness Day."
Good ones, Ben!
You know how it is...Las Vegas has about a week of winter here and there, and then we have a week or two of spring, then lots of months of summer before a week or two of fall.
Rain this week...but temps around 70.
Great photo! Looks like the beginnings of a frozen rainbow!
Pretty, where's that at?
IOTP?
IOTP
That's just wrong...
I'm so lame. Is it 5:00 yet?
The roses are dead, the warnings are true,
That god awful stench, must have come outta you.
Roses are red, toilets are white,
I'm forcing it out, with all of my might.
Roses are red, and have thorns that can cut,
So don't ever use them, to wipe your bare butt.
FIVE LEVELS OF " HANGOVER"
One Star Hangover (*)
No pain. No real feeling of illness. You're able to function relatively well. However, you are still parched. You can drink 5 cokes and still feel this way. For some reason, you are craving a steak & fries.
Two Star Hangover (**)
No pain, but something is definitely amiss. You may look okay, but you have the mental capacity of a staple gun.The coffee you are chugging is only increasing your rumbling gut, which
Is still tossing around the fruity pancake from the 3:00 AM Waffle House excursion. There is some definite havoc being wreaked upon your bowels.
Three Star Hangover (** *)
Slight headache. Stomach feels crappy. You are definitely not productive. Anytime a girl walks by you gag because her perfume reminds you of the flavored schnapps shots your alcoholic friends dared you to drink. Life would be better right now if you were home in your bed watching Lucy reruns. You've had 4 cups of coffee, a gallon of water, 3 iced teas and a diet Coke--yet you haven't peed once.
Four Star Hangover (****)
Life sucks. Your head is throbbing. You can't speak too quickly or else you might puke. Your boss has already lambasted you for being late and has given you a lecture for reeking of booze. You wore nice clothes, but that can't hide the fact that you only shaved one side of your face. For the ladies, it looks like you put your make-up on while riding the bumper cars. Your eyes look like one big red vein, and even your hair hurts. Your a** is in perpetual spasm, and the first of about five sh*ts you take during the day brings water to the eyes of everyone who enters the bathroom.
Five Star Hangover (*****)
You have a second heartbeat in your head, which is actually annoying the employee who sits in the next cube. Vodka vapor is seeping out of every pore and making you dizzy. You still have toothpaste crust in the corners of your mouth from brushing your teeth in an attempt to remove the remnants of the poop fairy out. Your body has lost the ability to generate spit so your tongue is suffocating you. You don't have the foggiest idea who the h**l the stranger was passed out in your bed this morning. Any attempt to take a dump results in a fire hose like discharge of alcohol-scented fluid with a rare 'Floater' thrown in.
The sole purpose of this 'Floater' seems to be to splash the toilet water all over your a**. Death sounds pretty good about right now...
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