This is from a New Year’s Eve party many years ago. I’m 23 and in the midst of a nervous breakdown. I’m standing with a dear friend, Liz (still a dear friend), and we are chatting up a storm. I am manic. I haven’t slept in about four days. But mania was preferable to the OTHER at that point.
Liz’s boyfriend at the time saw this picture and said, “You two look like a couple of cheaply perfumed sloozy butts.”
Of course he MEANT to say “boozy sluts” – but he messed up and said “sloozy butts”, which has now passed into legend in my group of friends. We still say it all the time.
“I feel like a sloozy butt right now.”
“Wow, look at those two sloozy butts.”
Etc. Ad nauseum.
Exeunt.
“Sloozy butt” is 1000% better than what he’d intended. Reverend Spooner would be proud indeed.
Being a boozy slut isn’t so bad…you look great for 4 days without sleep…I however – am a tragedy in red :)
I remember at one point, Liz, you were swinging on the swing that Brian had in the kitchen and you were singing to yourself – and Luisa and I came upon you and were like, “wow. She looks totally insane.” But you were so happy!!!