Last night the Brewhouse girls

Last night the Brewhouse girls had some fun with a labelmaker. They showed up in my house with labels all over themselves.

Then they spent minutes alone in my room, giggling with amusement.

I knew exactly what they were up to, but they were still overblown with laughter. Still laughing as I said, "Okay, I'll come look at the labels you left in my room."

They had peeled them off their clothing and stuck them everywhere. The history of their night. Their inside jokes. Their labels on my door, my printer, my stereo.

On my lightswitch, it says, "ASK ME ABOUT MY EX WIFE."

Under my computer monitor, it says, "EVERYONE SHOULD DISPISE (sic) BANGING SPATCHULAS (sic) & SPOONS ON POTS AND PANS."

On the wall above my bed, "ASK ME ABOUT MY ABNORMALLY INVERTED LEFT NIPPLE."

I guess I have to leave them where they are now. They'll get funnier with age, I think.

Addendum for Jeremy: spelling errors were pointed out to insinuate drunkenness, not stupidity.

On my stereo, "ASK ME ABOUT MY DRINKING PROBLEM."