Sunday, June 19, 2005

We best

I love my family

Because, at Paulie's graduation party,

(which I was cocky enough to label my graduation party, too)

we played a fun game called

Name That Adjective for Uncle Paul's Drunkenness.

Stumbling drunk?

Slap happy drunk?

Rowdy drunk?

Meg thought he'd be shitfaced drunk.

I guessed he'd be sloppy drunk.

Aunt Becky suspected Uncle Paul to be a belligerent drunk.

Cousin Liz suggested hot mess drunk.

Dad predicted sleepy drunk.

He was obnoxious drunk.

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