Sunday, August 9, 2015

The bulimic elf...

Last night, Bill and I visited some new local friends who were having a cookout.  There was much fun and merriment going on... people were mingling and getting to know each other.  The socializing was lubricated somewhat with alcoholic beverages.

One gentleman in attendance last night is Irish and clearly enjoys creating and making mixed alcoholic drinks.  He created one beverage, which he named after himself.  I was sitting outside drinking a beer when a new friend offered me a taste.  Somehow, I misunderstood the name of the drink.  What she'd called it didn't sound very appetizing to me, so I passed on trying the cocktail.

My friend persisted in her encouragement.  Again, I demurred, owing to the name of the drink, which just sounded very unpleasant to me.

She tried again and I said, "Why would I want to drink something called The Bulimic Elf?!"

That made everyone bust out laughing because that was definitely not what the drink was called...  I wonder what a graphic representation of a bulimic elf would be...  Something like this?


Does this make you want to drink?


Or how about this?

I have an ex boyfriend from my high school years who often told me I reminded him of an elf.  He's an artist and used to draw depictions of me with elfin features.  If a cocktail existed that made me puke rainbows, maybe I'd be persuaded to drink it.  On the other hand, I could probably be persuaded even if no puking is involved.  I do take note of the names of things, though.    

We all had a great time last night.  I'm always glad when I can hang out with friends offline.  I'm not sure what we'll do today.  Unfortunately, I'm not really feeling like a long hike uphill.  I may just stay in and watch pornographic vomiting elves on YouTube. 




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