Everyone is talking about the fun they had watching the VP debate.
Of course.
The people who are saying they had fun watching the debate
were playing drinking games.
Even me…so here it is.
Here’s my drinking game story.
As a rule I don’t drink and when I do I will nurse that sucker all night long.
Why?
Because I’m such a light weight I can get a buzz and a serious hangover from sniffing an empty wine cooler bottle.
But yesterday for the debate all of my friends were playing this drinking game and, I must admit, I gave in to peer pressure ( hey…if you know how to stand up to a a bunch of angry women who are are less then enchanted with McCain for choosing a running mate that sets the women’s movement back a good 500 years- l’m all ears. )
Anyway.
We each pulled a ” Caribou Barbie ” word from a jar and every time Caribou Barbie said the word you had to take a drink.
I drew maverick
God.
Hates.
Me.
Irregular Bones 
Oh you poor bastard. How is your head? Should I send aspirin?
You pulled maverick?
Did you barf? I wanted to barf every time she said that word. And we weren’t even drinkin’.
So sorry, man.
we were cheering when Biden lit into her saying McCain was a maverick (like ten times in one sentence).
Best moment of the night.
Is it just me, or does Palin seem like W in womens clothing but a tad dumber?
Max- decapitation may be the answer here, I’ll get back to you on that.
Hi Kitty-could’t focus, at one point I thought she was that weather chick from our local news channel and I couldn’t figure out what the Hell she was doing at the debate.