Jesse Mullan

Lisa Actually Remembers Saturday Night

Written on Monday, the 15^th of August, 2005 at 6:39 pm and was filed under: Diversions

Mama Lisa: We Partied Like it was 1999 - Literally.

I don’t remember the end part where there were boobies. Well, I kind of do, but that’s where it gets hazy. Very hazy. And dark. And everything tasted like rum.

My notes:

Get your skinny bitch ass down here, Paul
Spend the day in the bass bin
If the options are white or red, choose white because it doesn’t stain
Coming soon: my long distance relationship with booze
Backlit strippers — I mean burlesque dancers in the magic hour
Fucking Minnesota! JUST GO!
Everyone has to go to the bathroom, I just have to go in a timely manner

Hey, here we are!

3 Responses to “Lisa Actually Remembers Saturday Night ”

1. 
   Paulasaurus Rex said on August 15th, 2005 at 6:05 pm

   yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!

2. 
   Paulasaurus Rex said on August 15th, 2005 at 6:25 pm

   sorry i’m a bitch-ass

3. 
   Lisa said on August 15th, 2005 at 9:02 pm

   Didn’t you mean: “yo ho ho and a bottle a brass monkey, when my girlie shakes her hips, she sure gets funky!”