Friday, January 25, 2008

Tell me if you've heard this one...


I know, I know; you're sick and tired of Saturday night at Steven's stories.
Well, you can go fuck yourself.

Slight line-up change on this one.
Sue didn't make the bus cos she had a bit of a cold...... so she went to her ski conditioning class.
Just so we're clear. She was supposedly too ill to go skiing. So instead, she goes to an exercise class designed to prepare you for skiing.
People. They're the worst.

Shelly, Bruce, Steve and I head up noonish. By the time we hit Monroe, it is balls out snowing!
Me: Yah! This is going to be great!
Steve (the driver): This sucks. Does it seem as if we are going sideways? (As we are indeed going sideways into the railing.)

We made it unharmed, physically. But Steve was in need of a drink.


Hot knife going through butter.
That's what is was like... the whole night.
I was not a menace on this night. It was swish swish jump jump swish. Repeat.
I don't mean to rub it in (Gina) but was very nice, no?

Stopped briefly for pizza and Patron.

Steve beat me down at 9:59 and got in line for the very last lift! The attendant tried to wave me off waving a closed sign but I blew right by like I don't speak or read English and got on anyway.
Nice try Spanky.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

A little props for holding up the lift and delaying ski patrol from starting their sweep so you could join us would be in order! Was kind of funny since everyone was aware we were waiting for you except the guy with the "Closed" sign who was ineffectually attempting to impede your progress. Nicely done. Not sure what posessed me to go so hard for the lift.
Spankster

Anonymous said...

I laughed when I read that you tried to pretend that you don't read or speak English. Us Ornamental people have an easier time trying to pull that kinda stuff! -OTM

dlm said...

In full snow gear, most anyone can pull it off.
If my face is exposed, they can peg me for pure American white trash in an instant.
Then I just have to act autistic.