Another Conversation Between You & Me

You: So how was the wedding this weekend?
Me: It was such a blast! The only thing that would have made it better was if I had avoided the hangover on Sunday morning.
You: Did you wake up with the cocktail flu and wrapped around the toilet?
Me: Not quite. I did, however, consider throwing myself out my hotel window in hopes of ending the pain and misery. Sadly, I was on the first floor so it wouldn’t have done much good.
You: That’s klassy, Boozy Suzy. How much did you drink?
Me: Oh, let’s see: a beer, 2 glasses of wine, a glass of champagne, and several gin and tonics.
You: That’s not that bad if you spaced it out.
Me: Guess it was the ½ a car bomb at 1:00 in the morning that threw me over the edge. Plus the gin and tonic I had after that.
You: I see. That’s a stupid move, Catherinette.
Me: Yes, yes it is.
You: Any hotties at the wedding?
Me: There were some fine looking gentlemen there. One of the groomsmen, Tall Guy, was mighty fine and flirty, and Notebook was looking pretty fine-as usual.
You: I thought you said Notebook was gay?
Me: Yeah, well, we didn’t seem so gay when he was crawling on top of me in my hotel room.
You: Well played, Catherinette. I guess you “straightened” him out.
Me: BWAHAHAHA!! Straightened him out! That’s a good one.