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Rich Grise
Guest
I think we need a new word.
There's 'stoned', and there's 'tipsy' [or any of an indeterminate
number of euphemisms for 'drinking'], but there seems to not be
a word for the synergy.
Anyway, I got a paycheck today, so I went and bought gasoline,
booze, and herbs. I sampled the herbs, and I'd been sampling the
booze since yesterday, so I was in great spirits! So, as I drive
by the infamous "Slauson Cutoff", there's this panhandler standing
at the stop sign at the bottom of the exit ramp. Now, I have a
soft spot in my heart for panhandlers - kind of a "been there,
done that" feeling. So, I decide to give the guy a buck or two.
I wasn't on the freeway, so I couldn't go down the exit ramp, so
I pulled into the gas station about a block or so away. I walk
up to this guy, and I say - Oh, by the way, did I mention that
I'd already been to my herb dealer's house, and have herbalized
my brain? So, I decide to be manganimous, and give the guy a
buck - been there done that, did I say that already too?
Damn! This is going to be humiliating tomorrow when I'm
sober!
Anyways, to get to the point of the anecdote - I walk up to
the bum, and say, "Hey, here's a dollar, but I've got five
if you want to just sit down, shoot the breeze, and maybe
have a beer or doobie.
Apparently, this bum didn't want to have no truck with
interlopers or something - he turned me down. Gaq! Am I
_THAT_ obnoxious? Thank All That Is for USENET! (Otherwise,
I wouldn't have anybody to talk to at ALL!)
But the next thing - it turns out the guy felt pressed for
time. He points to this plastic-wrapped flat pack of 1-pint
containers, like those little house-shaped milk cartons,
and there's 30 of them in this pack. He says, "I don't
have anyplace to keep this milk so it won't spoil, do
you want it?" I was stunned. I said, "Well, uh, yeah,
sure." And I picked up this little 30-pack of pints in
their little cardboard cartons, and gave the guy two
bucks.
Got to the car, took a look at the "milk", and it turns
out I have been given 30 pints of apple juice by a
homeless person!!????!?!?!?!
Ain't life weird?
Thanks,
Rich
There's 'stoned', and there's 'tipsy' [or any of an indeterminate
number of euphemisms for 'drinking'], but there seems to not be
a word for the synergy.
Anyway, I got a paycheck today, so I went and bought gasoline,
booze, and herbs. I sampled the herbs, and I'd been sampling the
booze since yesterday, so I was in great spirits! So, as I drive
by the infamous "Slauson Cutoff", there's this panhandler standing
at the stop sign at the bottom of the exit ramp. Now, I have a
soft spot in my heart for panhandlers - kind of a "been there,
done that" feeling. So, I decide to give the guy a buck or two.
I wasn't on the freeway, so I couldn't go down the exit ramp, so
I pulled into the gas station about a block or so away. I walk
up to this guy, and I say - Oh, by the way, did I mention that
I'd already been to my herb dealer's house, and have herbalized
my brain? So, I decide to be manganimous, and give the guy a
buck - been there done that, did I say that already too?
Damn! This is going to be humiliating tomorrow when I'm
sober!
Anyways, to get to the point of the anecdote - I walk up to
the bum, and say, "Hey, here's a dollar, but I've got five
if you want to just sit down, shoot the breeze, and maybe
have a beer or doobie.
Apparently, this bum didn't want to have no truck with
interlopers or something - he turned me down. Gaq! Am I
_THAT_ obnoxious? Thank All That Is for USENET! (Otherwise,
I wouldn't have anybody to talk to at ALL!)
But the next thing - it turns out the guy felt pressed for
time. He points to this plastic-wrapped flat pack of 1-pint
containers, like those little house-shaped milk cartons,
and there's 30 of them in this pack. He says, "I don't
have anyplace to keep this milk so it won't spoil, do
you want it?" I was stunned. I said, "Well, uh, yeah,
sure." And I picked up this little 30-pack of pints in
their little cardboard cartons, and gave the guy two
bucks.
Got to the car, took a look at the "milk", and it turns
out I have been given 30 pints of apple juice by a
homeless person!!????!?!?!?!
Ain't life weird?
Thanks,
Rich