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fuzzy sandy pirate buttcracks
Aug. 30th, 2003 04:57 pmLast night was the end of a serious week from hell. School started and I'm feeling really overwhelmed already. I've been finishing projects at work and feel more like I'm leaving completely than just reducing my hours. Money worries. Massive PMS. Friday in particular was a really really bad day at work.
A friend and her boy decided the four of us would brave the hoards of weekenders violating -our- town and go to the beach for a bonfire. I decided I couldn't possibly be social without liquor helping.
So. Under the influence of stress and limited to the little minimart by the beach, we invented a new drink: the "fuzzy sandy pirate buttcrack" - orange juice, 7up, spiced rum, and a liberal dash of sand that couldn't be avoided.
It wasn't terribly tasty but it was a hell of a lot of fun, very reminiscent of college only less angsty.
(I'm not sure how the "buttcrack" came into it, but hey, who am I to say no to pirate butt?)
A friend and her boy decided the four of us would brave the hoards of weekenders violating -our- town and go to the beach for a bonfire. I decided I couldn't possibly be social without liquor helping.
So. Under the influence of stress and limited to the little minimart by the beach, we invented a new drink: the "fuzzy sandy pirate buttcrack" - orange juice, 7up, spiced rum, and a liberal dash of sand that couldn't be avoided.
It wasn't terribly tasty but it was a hell of a lot of fun, very reminiscent of college only less angsty.
(I'm not sure how the "buttcrack" came into it, but hey, who am I to say no to pirate butt?)
