I would loved to be sauced right now. :)

I don't know about getting sauced, so I'm gonna smoke a bowl.

A bowl... of Sherry!

and then there was this one time, when Sherry, Jake, Clay and Essie all went to the Rolling Stones concert. Sherry wasn't a Stones fan, but she really liked Clay, and Clay was a HUGE fan. Thing was, that Clay was gay, and had a man crush on Mick. But, Sherry didn't know Clay was gay. I don't know how she didn't realize that. It seems like I'd always known that about him, but it just never seemed to be discussed. It was one of those things like that... where everyone in the room knows, bit no one acknowledges it. So, at the end of the concert, as we all walked back to the car, Sherry got next to Clay, and put her arm around him as they walked, and slipped her hand into his back pocket... like a girlfriend would do.... and Clay just about jumped out of his jeans. Sherry got really embarrassed and yelled at Clay. 'What are you some kind of a gay?!"
and Clay said.. well, yeah. and than Sherry got really mad because she didn't believe him and she thought he would wrather act like a gay then be with her. She was so mad the rest of the ride home. she just kept saying, your not gay, clay. clay, your not gay. Clay stopped hanging out with us after that.

I love Sherry.

Well why didn't you get gay married to Sherry then?

How many Sherries have you had?

I always preferred rum...

Sherry used to work set-up at the same time as Pauline, Lauren and me.
She was supposed to be on Frozen, but I guess she preferred hanging around the counters because she was always talking to us.
Anyway this one time, she said she was going to paint her skirting boards when she got home, because she was getting new carpets laid.
And Lauren said, "What, you don't have any carpets in your flat right now?"
And Sherry said no, not in the living room.

Because she really didn't.

I think Pauline was date checking the cheese in the back chiller at the time.

That's a classic!

Sent by thought transference

None. But quite a few Jerrys.

Sheldon, you dawg, you!

That's my style. :D

There are some people in my life who would answer the question "did you hang out with Clay last night?" with that whole story. BTW, the correct answer is "no".

My Sherry was married to a guy named Bob, who was well-meaning, but of below average intelligence. He was ignorant of this fact (as he was of so many others,) and liked to pontificate with a far-away look in his eye on subjects which were profoundly and maddeningly simple. They were older and had no children, despite always wanting them, though not enough to bother adopting I guess.

Sherry did not like me because I didn't give my children candy, and then she really stopped liking me when her husband Bob declared that he wanted to try going gluten-free, which was a shame because I had nothing to do with it. He and I had never spoken on the subject because I honestly figured him as too stupid to be able to figure it out. (He once expressed shock that "even the bread" at a particular restaurant contained gluten.) But she decided I must be behind his conversion, and very shortly after that they left for a different church.