posted on Jun, 24 2012 @ 12:27 AM
Originally posted by ColoradoJens
reply to post by nenothtu
As you, nenothtu, are the leader of the the crumudgeon brigade, I hope you see that it is my loyalty to the oath of stumbling and incoherently singing
bad song lyrics that makes me question how a crumdgeon and booze party world can work together. That said, I do not know all of the motives behind
bonchos manuevering and cat-like grace amongst the broken bottles of our diplomacy. Perhaps he is looking for his wallet.
of course I chalk it up to your loyalty, which is an admirable trait. Curmudgeons and Boozers do have a natural affinity - after all, BOTH tend
towards stumbling and singing bad song lyrics! Right there is a basis for working together! Add to that the fact that almost all Curmudgeons are
Boozers themselves (we just tend towards drinking alone in our "golden" years), and I'm sure you can begin to see how an alliance could be a beautiful
I speak with the heaviness of 100's of years of war upon my people from crumudgeons, in general, not you. Perhaps as a fairly stupid person on a
global scale, I speak from ignorance as to what the crumedgeons see in the booze party. Are we not derisible to you?
As a group, no, but some individual Boozers are indeed derisible. The "Fightin' Drunk" faction are the worst offenders, but fortunately they generally
can't hold their balance long enough to present a real danger, just a minor annoyance and at times good clean entertainment.
When I pass out on your lawn will you cut me with the blade of the mower the next morning?
What? And ruin a perfectly good mower blade? What are you thinking? Have you been drinking or something?
How many noise violations before you call the cops?
I've never called the cops - noise or not. I have a tendency to handle my own problems. No need to involve the constabulary, and all that paperwork
and stuff! Besides, the same paddy wagon that would haul the partiers off might just as easily haul ME off! Nossir, no need to involve the
constabulary in a matter between gentlemen!
Why are you looking at me that weird way?
It's not you - I look at EVERYBODY that weird way. it's a Curmudgeon thing, you wouldn't understand. Well, probably not for a few more years, any
way... but in those few years, you WILL understand, because all Boozers are Curmudgeons in training. WE are the destination YOU arrive at
Let us meet upon the beer-pong table, the quarters arena, the "red-black" zone of pain. Then we can truly gauge the others intent. Remind you, these
are my words - not that of hardowrking boncho - for him I trust. But know I am watching you. Until then, I apologize for hitting your garage with my
home made motor scooter last thursday night and if you want I can tell you who has been shooting pop bottle rockets at your house the last few
weeks...(hint little Billy Ionidies)
Sure, I'm willing to meet - but I'll need directions to those places. I'd expect you to be watching me as you state here - all prudent people do!
Tonight, Lonidies sleeps with the fishes...
edit on 2012/6/24 by nenothtu because: (no reason given)