Well you come along too... it'll be warDattebayo wrote:You guys are both weak. My liver is so hard that I piss out diamonds after drinking.
Well you come along too... it'll be warDattebayo wrote:You guys are both weak. My liver is so hard that I piss out diamonds after drinking.
I swear its just like that. Everywhere I go, beer. BEER! It even follows me home! I'm gonna get a restraining order tomorrow.drksolest wrote:
for me it's like the comforting feeling of knowing you r being followed...Dattebayo wrote:
I swear its just like that. Everywhere I go, beer. BEER! It even follows me home! I'm gonna get a restraining order tomorrow.
Well now, you're just my kind of co-dependent psychopath.drksolest wrote:for me it's like the comforting feeling of knowing you r being followed...
Dattebayo wrote:
Well now, you're just my kind of co-dependent psychopath.
thats because I AM actually following you. then I wait till you leave and run around your apartment with your dirty underware on my head screaming "SERENITY NOW"drksolest wrote:
for me it's like the comforting feeling of knowing you r being followed...
I knew i was missing a few pairsGOnissanTOM wrote:
thats because I AM actually following you. then I wait till you leave and run around your apartment with your dirty underware on my head screaming "SERENITY NOW"
I usually turn evil by that point. I mean kick my best friends *** bloody while chanting satanic verses kind evil. The crazy tanks up in me cause I'm Irish, I guessBigMACKenzie wrote:We will drink car bombs, them whiskey, then bourbon, then the rum and vodka, and when I look out at the sea of passed out liquored up bodies, I will light up, and fall off my barstool almost directly after, But I will still be king!
lol! It's not me, its my evil twin. I swear, he doesn't even answer to the same name as me.GOnissanTOM wrote:i used to be a angry drunk, but then after I started fighting in the cage, my attitude during normal crap got better.
ya, i'd be blacked out (still moving like a zombie) by then n' sometimes with the wrong crowd i'd be evil by then too. my biggest thing is let me sleep where i fall. If someone tries to pick me up (being nice to put me on a couch or bed) i've been known to just start throwing punches. doubt they hurt cause i'm drunk, swinging at air, and punch like a girl but still.Dattebayo wrote:
I usually turn evil by that point. I mean kick my best friends *** bloody while chanting satanic verses kind evil. The crazy tanks up in me cause I'm Irish, I guess
You know, if you pass out with your shoes on, its game on What did they say about Mexicans with sharpies? Its the Irish you need to worry about with this onedrksolest wrote:my biggest thing is let me sleep where i fall. If someone tries to pick me up (being nice to put me on a couch or bed) i've been known to just start throwing punches. doubt they hurt cause i'm drunk, swinging at air, and punch like a girl but still.
mexicans with sharpies?Dattebayo wrote:
You know, if you pass out with your shoes on, its game on What did they say about Mexicans with sharpies? Its the Irish you need to worry about with this one
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