screw off!

Just keep filing the reports, my dear... and next time you have the opportunity, drunken surfing is highly recommended...

trilo

you normal sunday morning programing can SCREW OFF, because my programming was all kinds of unpleasant. LAME!
I knew from the very start that a drunk thread was a long and well-hated tradition of SG. I am attempting to turn that whole cocnept on it's ear, but that doesn't have any bearing on the lameness of other people starting boring old "I'm drunk" threads. It's still totally ok to rag on those. tradition is tradition.

I might not be drunk now, but I'm still tired as balls (which get very tired, especially if they are big or Ol'), so everyone who's not a cute girl gently tucking me into bed right now and reading me a story/making out with me/cuddling up next to me can totally screw the fuck off.
-Qualifying non-lame points go to girls who at least want to do so but are seperated by distance and moentary worries. you don't have to screw off, unless I somewhow get drunk and beligerant again...I can't make promises then.
Dave

Hey PoopyDave... fuck you you fucking fuck - i found this fucking thread (after forever figuring out the new ui)... so screw the fuck off.... for serious. Is Mongo BeerMonkey a genius for finding that bottle of Bailey's or a fucktard for denying us and hiding it somewhere?

trilo

i'm drunk now... better late then never!

whoah, Trilo must have really been drunk, he managed to comb all the way through he pin kand gray and all that jus to yell at me.
-way to go, El senor no lamo.
Dave

Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooohhh....

-Fuuuuuuuuuuck.
Dave

[Edited on Oct 12, 2003 by PoopyDave]

Hahahahahahaha....

For those of you who don't know PoopyDave as well as you should, let me fill you in...

PoopyDave is an idiot. I was on my way out last night to go to Tease O Rama with elisabeth and spacepod and talked to him. He'd just gotten off work and was looking for something low key to do because he had to work at 9am (take a moment to look at the time of his post, then laugh with me).

I told hiim of my scheme to enjoy the teasing, then go to a loosely organized after hours shindig that phear was putting together (mmm... drum & bass). Yep, too over-the-top. He whined (like a bitch, too) about the work thing, and said that if he wanted to do something crazy he could always take up this cute girl's invitation to go out with her and her friends to some club on Sunset.

Fast forward to 1ish in the morning, I'm enjoying the burlesque, and who should call but a very drunk PoopyDave. He's looking for more information about the after hours thing.

I'll spare you the details (which are hilarious, but not relevant to the point here), but fast forwarding to an undisclosed location in Hollywood at 3am who should walk in but the king of screw off and the cute girl! They're there with us until closing (which turned out to be around 4:30), and then he becomes the biggest lobbyist in the world for hitting Fred62 (kickass diner).

When I got home I could feel the sun poking it's head over the mountains to the east and trying to stab me in the eye. PoopyDave and his group were still at the diner in full effect.

And that, my friends, makes his above post the most hilarious post ever. If you know him personally, call his work or text him on his cell and add to the hilarity of his workday, which I'm sure he'll tell us was the longest ever. If not, go tag his journal...

trilo

I'm so gonna call him on my lunch break. That is the fuckin' funniest thing EVER.

doing retail on no sleep is the bestest ever!

oh he is so gonna get shit from me. muahahahaahaa. I think a trip to his work is in order for me today. YES! Let the taunting begin.

I really need to start going to SGLA events.

Actually, bean, I was still at work, but the problem was that I was WORKING, so I couldn't really get to my cell phone to get the message. For completely inexplicable reasons, my day at work was peachy keen and it only took about 5 minutes after posting a giant screw onto the internet to feel completely normal. Whatever it is, it's scientifically inplausable, so I can't explain it.

Anyway, in regards to this whole Fiasco, everyone listen realllllly closely...

S C R E W (not to mention) O F F!

It's funny, if you go and look at the comments in My Journal, and my comments in Trilo's Journal, compared with what actually happened, it's the world's biggest case for Peer pressure ever.
I was exhausted, I had to work the next day, I didn't have the money, I didn't have the clothes, I didn't have the time, but still, I managed to do all the stuff I wasn't sure I wanted to do, all because people made me feel dumb about not doing it.
I definitely had a great time, and you can all totally still feel free to screw right the fuck off if you weren't anywhere near as recockulously sloshed as I was, don't get me wrong. I just can't believe I managed to shut my brain off that efficiently to the point of not realizing what a terrible idea it all was. God bless the alcohol for helping.
The most hilarious parts of this story are actually omitted. Things like me not even being from LA, and being the only one who knew where the hell anything was giving ten people directions all over the place while completely drunk and still being entirely accurate. Me being halfway to the destination I was supposed to meet everyone at, then turnign around to pick someone up because their car got towed while they were at the club, then getting almost halfway there again, then turning around AGAIN because that person was too UPSET to drve their impounded car home and the needed someone who could drive a stick/make sure their significant other didn't kill them for getting the car towed, then waiting aroudn for 30 minutes waiting for the car to come out, only to wind up taking 1 of the original 7 people to the drum n bass scene I was trying to get them all to in the first place.
-All this crazy drunken responsibility and financial black-hole-age and what do I get? Trilo convincing other people to give me shit. bah. I'm the one who's supposed to be giving shit around here, so I'm calling it out. If you didn't go against everything in the natural order of your own personal world last night and survive to prove it, you can completely and utterly screw off. that is all, lame-face.
Dave
PS: I didn't even get any action beyond totaly hilarity bonding with said cute girl. I think she was a little bit too overwhelmed by the drum n bass scene (although she was grooving to it) after being given about $200.00 in alchohol over the course of the night by all her friends for her birthday to even consider these particular Big Ol' Nuts.

HAHAHAHAHA

Um, I wanted people to give you shit simply because you had to work after being out all night... That's a situation many of us have been... where we just want the day/shift to end, but it won't.

I'm a bit disappointed by this alleged responsibility you speak of... but it appears to be in the name of decadence and debauchery, so you're absolved lol

trilo

That's a lotta tounge, ava, but none of it is touching My tounge, or any other part of my body.
-Need I tell you what that means you ought to do?
Dave

Hint: It starts with "Scre...", and ends with "ff!!!"

Screff

is it wrong that that got me hot?

No, most certainly not...ummm...baby. Is it wrong that THAT got me hot?
-


Dave

Hey Dave,,, Screw the fuck off!!! I don't recall seeing you with the zottsters/friendsters and fellow SG peeps in the Long Beach area scoring some dollar drinks and such... granted that doesn't mean you weren't there, but screw off nonetheless!

trilo

damn....
I've been lame-o-fied
-I was at work, actually, till like 2. that makes me all kinda of lame. I should probably screw off or something.
Dave

Dear Dave -
I have a fucking Makita if you need any help screwing off

Yes.

i just went from being delirously drunk to being delirously tired, am i still lame now that im less drunk? like im like REALLY tired though, like really, tired, though...
(girls are the devil)

tired....