Posts tagged sour cream

Someone Was Drunk Last Night

Late last night I got a call from Benutty.  He was super drunk and wanted me to go to the Cinch with him.  I could tell by the slurs, and his unusual kindness that he was in no condition to be out in public, so I declined his offer.  Shortly after this call I received this series of text messages from him.   I still have no idea what he was talking about, but as you can see I just kept egging him on to text more. Oh and some texts came with a photo ugh.

Benutty: Gsry will die over the text I just left gin

Me: What did it say?

Benutty: It as a vkivrma

Me: Oh Huhns smart.  What are you doing?

Benutty: Grindr un drj nib so I want to dj d some one to budj

Me: Do it girl. Love it

Benutty: O yor to Wk out with bk

Me: Love BK.  I want cheese.

Benutty: Euepach

Me: Drunk much?

Benutty: No, I’m getting lays & s cream

Me: Yummers

Truly a great drunk.  I also love that his tweet this morning was “#toilethugger” haha  Good job girl!

The Variety Shop Strikes Again

Last night some of the girls came over for shits n giggles… you know the usual. Benutty was an extra special mess last night, as he stopped by the Variety Shop on Clement & 4th Ave. on his way here. This was the result:

That wasn’t all though… He found my bag of York Pieces that I had bought Jay, opened it, and ate all but 4 pieces… After that he opened the bag of Sour Cream and Onion Ruffles, and a package of Sour Cream, and dip his chips into it. Eating it all!

The lesson here… Trolls are hungry fat messes. Beware.

Me Hungry. Want. Gimme. Rowwr.

Im craving a super burrito and I hate Nick.

UPDATE: And Gary Jr. is eating a Double Double (this statement is true regardless of what time you read it)

Our Lady Redeemer: Lucky Penny

If there’s one thing you should know, you should know that the divas love some late night Lucky Penny. Lily and Sandy are our lady lovers at the Lucky Penny. Nick gets the chicken melt, Benutty gets omelets with sour cream on the side and I get the San Franciscan burger with extra pickles.

Long ago, I received a picture and text from Benutty. It read:

“12 kylie concerts = 3 tragic drag queens outside the fox = 12 trips to penny = 48 sour cream sides = jealous?”

Notice the glorious lights beckoning outward from Penny. Luring its victims into her oh-so-fried bosom.