three cocktail napkins

on my way home tonight, counting on my fingers, i realized i've had something to drink 6 of the last 8 nights. and 4 of those were serious drinking. i don't really think this is healthy. anyway. ch and i went out tonight. after getting drunk enough, i ask, so what do you think i should say to g sunday? and he's like, there's 3 napkins. he picks up his first pristine one, and says, there's this option, keeping it clean enough for the pope. i interject, so just talking about how sad it is joes leaving. then there's the middle option gesturing to the slightly warped one under his glass, and then there's the this one, he says, picking up my wet one. he says the problem with this is.... and he tears the wet napkin apart in his hands. yeah, i say. the problem with the middle one, is that there's the left side and the right side. one is i like girls. the other is i like you. i guess i'll just have to see how drunk we are. believe it or not, after enough drinks, this whole conversation is hilarious. we'll see what happens on sunday. it's still pretty up in the air.