And to top it all off, my Drinkin' Bag had a hole in it. Said hole was facing me.
If my best-laid-plans could fail so spectacularly, I fear that there is little hope for the preparedness campaign being waged by the Department of Homeland Security.
Now if you'll excuse me, I have to put my clothes in the dryer.
5 comments:
Oh, man....it was so gross. I was sitting right next to him. I tried to ignore the whole event but then the bag failed, forcing me to turn my attention to what was happening next to me. After the bag popped a leak some guy on the train walked over to tell him. It was really embarrassing and I wasn't the one barfing in a leaky bag. Then he left it on the train.
It was really gross.
Did either one of you audition to be the voice of the DC subway system? If you could've worked some drinkin' bag references into that...that'd be sweet!
I sure hope it wasn't the one I sent in the mail. It was clearly structurally unsound. Perhaps I should have written "for novelty purposes only" on the side.
Actually, if I had sabotaged a barf bag and sent it to you, and you blogged about how it let you down, that would have been the most brilliant, "I can die happy now" event of my life.
Craig, you just shorted yourself a "die happy" moment.
The bag in the pic is your bag, and my new replacement. You would have just had to wait for the "The Drinking Bag Has Failed Me Again" post, which should have been due in 2 or 3 months.
Sorry.
Why use a bag? I thought you learned how to barf on que a while back at Mardi Gras... Just find some unsuspecting homeless victim and puke on them... or some beatnik on the Metro to make a scene.
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