There's Never Enough Beer

Last night after work, my whole department, as well as the neighboring one, went out for birthday beers. Having 3 birthdays in our group this week is always cause for celebration, and boy can this group knock back a few. Personally, I don't drink beer, but most everyone else does, so copious quantities of pitchers were passed. It's such fun to watch your co-workers, who are completely respectable during the week, fall prey to the slosh of too much beer. There can never be too much beer, you say? After last night, I'm not so sure ;-)

The best part of everyone else's innebriated state is how comical they think they, well and you, are. Sad jokes beget peels of laughter, often including snorts and red-faces. The simplest phrase heard wrong becomes a tid-bit that just won't die. One such conversation from last night:

>You can't go out for sushi until you're comfortable enough to throw up in his lap.

>What are you doing in his lap? Throwing up sushi or choking on it?

>Choking on sushi? Is that what they call it these days?

>But are you choking or throwing up?

>Does that mean what I think it does? I hope you're not throwing up.

The conversation got slightly more graphic at this point, mostly buried under howling laughter. Needless to say, we were all a little worse for the wear, so funny or not, we giggled until our eyes watered, and breathes had to be gasped. Note to self, next time stick to the safe topics like the melting of the ice caps.

Let's hope next week's beers are just as fun! Cross your fingers for us all...