16 May 2009

Nanna Chooks

Well, in a kind of sad indictment on everything, New Girl, her friend Wednesday and I went out to celebrate her hen's night and we were back at my house at about 10 o'clock, stone cold sober, talking about pets and balancing part-time study with work. These are wild times in which we live.

We ate at Zapata's. While we were there a table got delivered what looked like a giant lava lamp filled with beer, and with a tap in the bottom.

"That whole set up just shrieks, 'Drink responsibly'," said New Girl.

Then we all shook our heads. I don't know about the other two but mine was shaking with jealousy.

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