conversational gems from a happy hour that went on too long
On P. Diddy, and his preference for being served “I Can’t Believe It’s Not Butter” on his room-service breakfast toast:
me: “But what if you didn’t serve him that? I mean, it’s the [fancy local hotel], it’s not like they’re gonna serve you fake butter. Do you suppose he’d notice if you gave him the real stuff, and say, ‘I can’t belive it’s not “I Can’t Believe It’s Not Butter” butter’?”
Niels: “Or do you think he’d say, ‘I can’t believe a brother can’t get any “I Can’t Believe It’s Not Butter”‘?”
are you saying that it is possible for happy hour to go on TOO long? seriously vahid, I think you need to check your priorities here.
Clearly, Sibyl is correct.
It’s not so much that the happy hour went on too long — I enjoyed every minute of it. But when you’re at a bar for happy hour and you stay so long that it rolls over into the late night happy hour…well, I guess that’s an accomplishment, actually.