Wet Butt

Last night the 301 gang and I had a few friends over before we painted the town red (aka went to the bars). I started off the night drinking Keystone Ice, for you older readers out there this is the Budweiser equivalent of the cheapest beer on the market. It contains 5.9% alcohol content per can. It was going to be a long night. As the night went on we eventually made it downtown where a pretty typical night occurred, I am not going to bore you with the details, those details are pretty blurry anyways so who knows if they are accurate. The boys and I eventually made it home and I decided I would get some grub and water in me before I headed to bed. I made a bowl of shrimp and rice, courtesy of Ginger Wollner, and then grabbed my tall glass of water. The rim of the glass drew closer and closer to my lips, but then it happened. I dropped the full glass. Water soon came flowing out all over both my pants and the couch I was sitting on. It was as if the heavens had been opened up just on me. It must have been punishment for something I had done in my past. Although I was concerned about being wet, I still understood I had Ginger's shrimp and rice to eat. I ate my late night snack and went to bed... in wet underwear and a wet butt. No I didn't change, I was too lazy. Wet butt.

~ Dave