SO, Georges Le Soq is like
"mon ami, ees St Patrick's day, no?" and I am like
"NO!" and he is like
"ees close enough, eh?"
and he drags me down to the Chapterhouse Bar...
where he argues with Benji, per usual....
dances with the demon lamp shade on his head....
tries to steal Stevo's beer....
DANCES with the demon lamp....and passes out on the table in a pile of old popcorn kernals....
That sounds like a fantastic evening! I actually got one of Georges cousins for a baby shower gift...I hope he behaves himself in the nursery!
ReplyDeleteGoreges is a wild man. Uh, soq.
ReplyDeleteDRAGS you? C'mon now.. you went willingly. ;)
ReplyDeleteWhat a guy! Hope you helped him home!
ReplyDeleteI'm such a loser, I keep forgetting to put your new blog link on my blog and keep going to your old site and freak out thinking you're gone!
Yah, he dragged you all right. LOL
ReplyDeletethe french...
ReplyDeleteIt looks like he's examining the myriad of initials scratched into the table. Possibly some old monkey's initials from long long ago in there somewhere.
ReplyDeletei meesed thee fun ageen.
ReplyDeleteHe will never learn will he??
ReplyDeleteWould you believe I forgot to buy any Guinness for St. Paddy's?
ReplyDeleteYeah, me neither. But it happened.