Take away the women, and this story is basically true for me. In a nutshell… my freshman year in college, my parents moved basically across town. I came home at Christmas, got drunk and came home to the WRONG house. My dad was notorious for shutting off the electric garage door opener to force you in the front door, where he’d be waiting for you. I got home, the garage door wouldn’t open and the lights were off! I stormed up to the front door, started pounding on it and about the third knock I realized I no longer lived at this house. I ran so fast to my car, spun out down the road and didn’t turn on my lights so they couldn’t get my plate number. I probably scared the crap out of these folks, but hey, that’s what they get buying a house from my family!
Today’s song if from the Fleetwood Mac album of 1975 and was the first one with Buckingham/Nicks on board. I love this opening tune, and it fits well enough.
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oh lorraine. what a glorious time to be alive!
Damn Lorraine looks good! Err, did I say that out loud?
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Good comic, never actually did this myself but have definitely woken up in some strange houses! With even stranger people! But I’m sure they didn’t think the same about me though! LOL
Beer goggles should stay with you until you say goodbye, or at least, that was my fervent 1970’s early morning prayer!
Regards
Bob
Even if she’s pissed, that’s still a heavenly sight to see first thing in the morning…….:-)
Just seeing her first thing in the morning makes it worth waking up in the wrong house.
LoL, nothing like waking up in the wrong house.
My sister and I used the same taxi company for getting home from work and clubs.We didn’t even have to say where, it was at least 5 nights a week we used them.Then we moved across town.Collapsing into a taxi that weekend we lay in drunken stupors only to wake up at our old address.
It was good, the driver took us to our new home without charging us full fare and he got a free pizza from us the next day.
JUST FIGURED OUT HOW I WANT MY BOOK’S SKETCH TO BE!!
Hueheheheheheh…
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Thank heaven for booze or 1977 the Comic would be a boring one indeed…
There’s an irony in here somewhere about being drunk vs. being high, but I’m too tired to come up with a punchy zinger at the moment. 🙂
I remember those girls that liked to wear their ex-boyfriend’s t-shirts to bed as they were generally larger and looser fitting. I was going for that effect with Lorraine’s attire today, and seems I got close. That explains the low hanging cleavage as she’s wearing a v-neck t-shirt of a former beau!
I did put the new eyes on Lorraine today… anyone look up that far? 🙂
Love the Boobies tag.
RE: John – Imagine this… some folks come here for the boobies… I know, I’m stunned too. So, yep, it’s got it’s own tag! Glad someone noticed!
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Sometimes three is not a crowd.
Three’s Company Too! 🙂