It's not just a cliche in my case, it's hard fact. You can dress me up, and you can take me out; but sometimes you may want to reconsider.
Slippy, Ratherto and I went to The School's Scholarship Ball last night. It was a big, fancy do with all kinds of muckety mucks, including Cardinal George. You would think that his superhero looking cape (good call, Rath) and that goofy hat would be made out of something that looks a little less like cheap rayon. But whatever. I was afraid I might run into him at the bar or something, so I googled it, and if you ever come face to face with a cardinal, call him Your Eminence.
The ballroom was beautiful, it was fun to dress up and hob nob, make soul-crushing small talk with strangers, eat a fancy dinner with Ratherto and watch Slippy win a week vacation in the raffle.
The highlight was letting an old coot take me for a spin on the dance floor and the lowlight was tripping on my dress and falling down. On the other hand, I only fell down in front of Slippy and Roy and I didn't even spill my wine. I think by the time I started getting a little loose lipped, most of the other party goers had reached a certain level of ... uh, revelry and the impact of my usual off-color ways may have been blunted. A bit. Let's hope.
Anyway, I may come back to this topic later, but for now, I am suffering the pain that only too much white wine and 2 a.m. White Castles can generate. I'm paying the piper, kids, and it ain't pretty.
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Ahh The Piper, me and him are good friends, and I pay him often.
Considering you've only been to church maybe 9 times in your life,I don't think "genuflecting" at a party with the Cardinal is going to send you to hell.And you'd think they'd serve a better quality of wine to offset the pay for play aspect..
Well, Jude, I think it was more an issue of genuflecting a bit too much, not an issue of the quality of wine. I take full responsibility for my condition!
You are being too hard on yourself. I believe that you behaved like a dignified young woman....or maybe I just hang out with a lower class of people usually. Anyway, You and Slippy were both beautiful, and nobody made an ass out of themselves so it was a successful night. Even when you DEMANDED that we go to White Castle at 2:30 AM, it was funny. Then when you tried to force feed me a slider while I was driving because,"Everyone has to have one!" I admit I may have raised my voice then. It was a great night all in all, and I would do it again in a heartbeat. Next time though, we're going to Taco Bell.
Thanks, Ratherto. I get a little pushy at 2:30 a.m. and I get a bee in my bonnet for sliders. You're too kind.
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