She's So Excited, She Just Can't Hide It
Originally uploaded by deborah_kate.
No, not her head, my head. Jazzy doesn't drink. Sensible Jazzy.
(I swear, I'm never drinking again. And this time I mean it.)
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October 22, 2005
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Ah, ah, not so fast, Kate, we made a deal.
You get evenings of joyous abandon, socially assisted by my products that taste great and are fun to drink, and in the morning I get to kick the crap out of your stomach.
Anyway, you signed, if not in your blood then at least in red wine. You can't back out of our little pact now.
Posted by: The Devil Drink | October 22, 2005 at 09:31 AM
There was joyous abandon last night? I was drunker than I thought!
All I can seem to remember is haranguing people about abortion rights.
Posted by: Kate | October 22, 2005 at 11:20 AM
Hey, I just do my part of the bargain. What you do with it is up to you.
For a decent harangue I'll do a discount on your next binge, we love to hear of a good stoush down here at Headquarters.
Posted by: The Devil Drink | October 22, 2005 at 11:42 AM
But we were haranguing you back, so it was all good.
For some reason my head is not so bad. It must have been the cheese.
Mmm... cheese.
Posted by: Robert | October 22, 2005 at 12:26 PM
Nice, wasn't it Robert?
That's a product of our Dairy department. It's the heat treatment that gave it that smoky, slightly sulphurous flavour.
Don't think I've forgotten about our little deal, either. I want to see you arguing for the abolition of capital gains tax by December.
Posted by: The Devil Drink | October 22, 2005 at 12:46 PM
Oh Devil Drink, I hate you, but I know in a few days, I'm going to be back in your arms again.
Maybe even tonight, despite the feeble (and growing even feebler by the minute) protestations of my liver.
Posted by: Kate | October 22, 2005 at 02:02 PM
Kate, you had me at "Oh Devil Drink".
I'll pick you up at eight.
Posted by: The Devil Drink | October 22, 2005 at 03:49 PM