Thanks Vance for sending the vodka story because I had nothing to say about day nine except that I’m thirsty.
If you didn’t read the story, it describes how two high school girls soaked tampons in vodka. ThenĂ‚Â inserted them into their snappers before a dance to get drunk, and avoid being detected by the breathalyzer check at the door.
If this really works, I’m going to cram one up my ass. That isn’t considered drinking, is it?
I would love to sit here and type all day, but I have a networking luncheon which will give me an opportunity to hear lots of acronyms and buzz words.
I’m going to be proactive, and go sit on the toilet. There seems to be a lot of synergy between my bowels and butt.
Benny