Everyone is gone, the kitchen is surgically cleaned, all leftovers are in zip-loc baggies, Walt and company are off to the gay bars, the rest of the crowd is off to their respective homes and party haunts, so now it is just me and the girls.
And I’m pretty damned hammered. So, in the spirit of openness, I thought I would share something with you (I think the only people I have ever told this before tonight were Kevin K. at Rumproast and DougJ). Watch the following video:
One night about three years ago, in a fit of drunken pique, I decided that I wanted that video to be a part of my will. Because I am an itinerant douchebag, for several years, my lawyer would have been required to make my parents and remaining family members watch that prior to the reading of my will.
Why? Because I thought it would be one last way to have a laugh. My brother and sisters would have loved it, even if it mortified mom and dad. I’ve since realized what a shitty idea that was and had it removed, but I am still proud that it was there for a while.
So, when I talk about sociopaths, I know what I am dealing with. I am one.