Things I learned last Thursday:

[the_golden]

1) There's nothing funnier than an Auror who's off his face. Terry said it first, but he's one hundred percent right

Comments

[jmff]

It's obvious that you and Michael need girlfriends then.

[the_golden]

Why?

[jmff]

I don't know. You're the one complaining about me having more significant others than the three of you put together.

[the_golden]

I was merely noting, in a scientific manner, if you will. I actually began to formulate a theory about Hufflepuffs having more of a social life than Ravenclaws, but then I became distracted by a nearby lamp.

[springoffensive]

I don't remember what I was doing, but it couldn't have been as funny as you two are saying it was.

Was it?

[the_golden]

You were funny in an adult, responsible way, I assure you.

Especially when you tried to hug us and slurred "I love you, guys!"

I think Terry's still in shock.

[springoffensive]

I don't remember doing that and even if I did I do love 'you guys' so it's not a lie or anything right?

[the_golden]

I'd be surprised if you remembered anything two hours into the night. Here should go a joke about Catholics and alcohol. Come to think of it, we're a joke waiting to happen as it is. Three men walk into a bar -- a Catholic, a half-Jew and -- what the hell is Terry, again?

[pint_of_bitter]

You got to stick things to the ceiling? Lucky.

I can't believe my Thursday was so wretched I'm envying sticking things to the ceiling. Augh.

[laufeys_son]

In the ceiling. Chopsticks.

[pint_of_bitter]

That's even better! All I did was sit at a table in an expensive frock and stare glumly at a lot of too-wealthy people showing off how concerned and caring they are (when it comes to making themselves look good, at least).

Oh, and some ice melted.

[laufeys_son]

And here I'd been hearing all these expressive and impressive stories involving pornographic ice and angry security trolls.