Perhaps she'll be the wife by then, going on ten years now, but we are still living in sin.Quote:I had a similar mishap with peppermint schnapps when I was 15, involving me regurgitating a pizza on our living room chair which had been reupholstered a week earlier. I think the reason I was never caught, was the distraction of the note my parents came home to in the evening saying "Osmo is sleeping in the toilet, with the door locked." I did get most of the stains out of that chair, and flipped the cushion over.![]()
Have you had another occasion to partake of Peppermint Schnapps? If you and your wife get a chance to hop the pond, I have a spare room and would be thrilled to have y'all! (that's Alabam-ese for "you are welcome here!")
I don't like it, although that might just be because, well, it's peppermint schnapps. I think it was created to make little girls drunk. It does go nicely in a hot cocoa though when you're skiing.
Alabama would be interesting to see, depends on what kind of trip we'll make when we get the chance. Originally the plan was to fly to San Francisco and explore Napa and Yosemite, and other parts of California for a couple of weeks in a rental car. But the east coast would have a lot to offer as well, so maybe we're going to have to make it a two month trip and try to make a giant circle around the country, visiting every chicken coop in the USA.
*Edit* That actually opens up an interesting idea, just flying to the States and renting a car, and then spend the whole trip driving around mooching of BYC:ers and taking advantage of their hospitality for our own personal gain.

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