Dear Lost Souls,
I don't know about You People, but that was the longest fucking “short” week of my life. I need a drink like . . . (insert colorful simile of your choice).
Yes, my thirsty Comrades, Cocktail Hour is on for this Friday night. The Mardi Gras party looms on the horizon (March 8th; mark your calendar!!) and there is precious little time left to train. As always, we will be proffering the cutting edge in liquid alchemy and social mixology.
I don't know about You People, but that was the longest fucking “short” week of my life. I need a drink like . . . (insert colorful simile of your choice).
Yes, my thirsty Comrades, Cocktail Hour is on for this Friday night. The Mardi Gras party looms on the horizon (March 8th; mark your calendar!!) and there is precious little time left to train. As always, we will be proffering the cutting edge in liquid alchemy and social mixology.
Please bring a waiver signed by your parent or legal guardian. Expectations are discouraged and may be dashed at the door. Cocktails and random munchies will be served beginning at 7:30pm, Friday evening.
Please feel free to stop by for a quickie en route to your chosen venue for the evening . . . or to linger indefinitely.
Yours,
Greg
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