Monday, July 18, 2005

The Brian and Mandy Story...Chapter 2

I love Mandy. And our baby.* There isn't anything I wouldn't do for her. By that, I mean, if we're at the Cotton Club and she wants me to sing "I Want You to Want Me", then gosh darn, I will sing it for her and do my "I Want Mandy to Want Me" dance.

It's good times.

Mandy is a drinker. Many a large man have challenged her to a drinking contest and have fallen mightily or drunkenly. Some puke blood, some pass out on the floor while trying to hump her fine looking cat. What they don't understand is that alcohol is actually flowing through her veins. Her body needs it in order to survive. So when she drinks, she is actually just replenishing that which her body needs. I once challenged Mandy to a drinking contest. I was using the "you're pregnant and can't drink therefore if I have this one beer I win" strategy. Well, Mandy wasn't having it, so we were supposed to have a drinking contest after our baby* was born. We never had that event. And now she has fully recovered from that whole no-drinking-because-I'm-pregnant stage of her life and I fear for my own. But I look forward to that day. I promise I won't puke blood and she doesn't have a fine looking cat to hump anymore. I don't think I will win, but I do look forward to getting pretty freakin drunk.

*By our baby, I mean Gregg's and Mandy's baby and I still don't know where babies come from in the first place.


Comments:
Dam part on man, party on! I bet I can out drink Mandy, after all I have had plenty of practice at Dee's Cafe.
 
Kaz - that is a photo of me

Mandy - Let's do it!

Scott - You don't have a prayer
 
Always up for a challange!
 
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