"You're bad, but you're good, and I like it!"
Please to say this in Scottish brogue for maximum impact. When you outlast (in the chronological sense, darlings, not the boozical quantity sense) the professional drinker--er, chief brand ambassador--for one of the world's finest whiskies, and these are his parting words to your assembled company (me, Shas and Yana), after gifting the lot of you with rounds of his product and kisses full on the lips, you've won at the Whisky Fest. (Derivative of Cynically, 2006) Carry on.
posted by Sid @ 3/31/2006 06:45:00 PM
3 Comments:
For real Sid, it's early yet. Go head mama!
Go Sid! I hope you're not going to have a mean hangover.
Congrats . . . I think. Courious to hear about the rest of the night . . . if you drank that much, I'm sure the details are either interesting or sketchy.
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