I M SO SMRT oh my god. After like six bottles of champagne. Six bottles. We bought two bottle of champagne, and I was like, are you sure we only need one carton of orange juice? Sure, only one carton is all we need, said The Boyfriend and The Rachel. Just one carton of orange juice.
Then we started drinking and then the Bill came over. Then we drank more champagne. And so we ran out. And so the Bill and I, we went bac to the liquor store. Yes it is Sunday, but there is a liquor store that was sent to us directly from heaven above to provide us with alcohol on Sundays. They are open on Sunday and yet, closed on Saturday. I must remember that. (ed. I mean closed on Tuesday.)
The Bill and I went to get more champagne. There are bottles of champagne available for, if you can believe it, eight dollars and ninety nine cents. Or something like that, anyway. So we bought two more. And then we went back to the Klaus. And then we watched the Princess Bride, and then we watched ike the end of Charlie's Angels Two where Demi Moore slobbers all over Cameron Diazes face. And we kept telling Rachel to do the booty dance but she refused. So then the Bill went out and he was going to get another bottle pf champagne, but I said, "The Bill, why would you go out to get one more bottle of champagne when it would be just as easy to go out and get two bottles of champagne?" So he did. Went out and got two bottles of champagne, that is. And then we debated, Bill and I, over whether or not Aston-Martins are intrinsically and aesthetically better than the BMW Z-series. I said the beemers won. He had doubts.
Also we had an extended discussion over the relative benefits of the uncircumcized penis, and whether or not each of us would circumsize our children. It was a remarkably grown-up conversation given the glasses of champagne we had had. I think the cut-dick conversation was a while ago.
Also everyone got backrubs except like me and Bill and also Bill felt me up. Everyone had a good time except I think that everyone wanted Lion to show up, but she could not because she lives in Denver now. So we all cried, except we did not actually cry. I think we all just thought tears.
I am trying very very hard to eliminate typos at the moment. I think I should win a prize that has, like, spines and gold stuff on it, for the amount of no typos I am making. I rule. Seriously, yo. Rule.
Oh, also? We had like six bottles of champagne? And the one carton of orange juice? It was so much more than sufficient. We still have like a quarter of a carton left. Also it was the Immunity Defense orange juice so it totally had like vitamins in it. WE R SO HLTHY.