Shall I Dally? In the Alley?

I’m considering the day’s plans. Trase and Lindaloo and Elissa and various other peoples are going to the Dally, I believe, which could be a tremendous hoot. Last night was a blast, we skipped over the irish pub for the Full Moon “cafe”, which was definitely a bar. :) Our waiter (we were outside) was phenomenally weird. I’m surprised I got Ben to come out, but y’know, since I keep introducing him to my cute friends, perhaps he’s seeing the merit of joining me in my pointless fun ;). We were going to do a bit of hopping, but once you’re drinking outside, what’s the difference, right? Besides, relocating drunk people is like herding rats. Only slightly easier than herding cats.

So yeah. Are you going to the Dally? Let me know, we’ll hook up. Sounds like a bunch of us, already! :)


covet covet covet covet

~ by Skennedy on September 10, 2005.

5 Responses to “Shall I Dally? In the Alley?”

  1. *shakes fist*

    Grr….
    what no call?

    • Ahhh, dude, I totally flaked on the phone call! We thought we were going to the pub, and then it was TOTALLY packed!

      Hey, if you’ll meet me at the Dally, I’ll buy you a drink to make up for it. And let you spank me. Wait, did I say that?

  2. At least rats are accustomed to being in a pack.

  3. I covet the watch as welll

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