The thing is, you never really get used to drinking. You merely learn to function at increasing levels of drunkness. It doesn't make you any less drunk; it only makes you less likely to throw up on your own boots than on someone else's. And when you get really used to it, you could probably choose whose shoes you'd like to throw up on. But the point is, and it is a point, the point is...
Vodka makes things toasty and warm. That's why you put it into fuel lines, otherwise your car would never start. Or worse, it won't stop. Which would be really bad if you were careening off one of the snowy roads on the mountains. Careening off the road, like what happens when you drop a girder on a rainway track and your train of thought...
He has a very big house, you know? It's so big, it spans two continents and everyone is so jealous, even though they all say they never want to stay in his house. Except for Belarus, but he doesn't want her, because not even the vodka makes it tolerable. No, not her, absolutely not. The
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"If I make them, they'll say it," he tells the bottle, holding it with just one hand now, because it won't run away and his other hand is so cold it needs to be someplace warm. Like, inside his pants. Yes, that was a warm place. "Say, say, they'll never leave, like you... but they'd all be lying, because see? There's no one left here but me. And you."
He licks the bottle again, trying to get a final taste of vodka before he has to give up, but there really was none remaining. He switches hands, because the bottle is cold without the vodka inside and he doesn't want it to be cold. He doesn't want to be cold
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February 18 2009, 17:43:10 UTC
Not knowing whether to laugh or to cry is the intended side-effect. I kinda wrote this in a state akin to being drunk (caused by continual moderate sleep deprivation) and I wanted to capture that feeling. Glad to see that people enjoyed it.
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Vodka bottle/russia
first time i put in a request.(hopefully i did it right)
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The thing is, you never really get used to drinking. You merely learn to function at increasing levels of drunkness. It doesn't make you any less drunk; it only makes you less likely to throw up on your own boots than on someone else's. And when you get really used to it, you could probably choose whose shoes you'd like to throw up on. But the point is, and it is a point, the point is...
Vodka makes things toasty and warm. That's why you put it into fuel lines, otherwise your car would never start. Or worse, it won't stop. Which would be really bad if you were careening off one of the snowy roads on the mountains. Careening off the road, like what happens when you drop a girder on a rainway track and your train of thought...
He has a very big house, you know? It's so big, it spans two continents and everyone is so jealous, even though they all say they never want to stay in his house. Except for Belarus, but he doesn't want her, because not even the vodka makes it tolerable. No, not her, absolutely not. The ( ... )
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He licks the bottle again, trying to get a final taste of vodka before he has to give up, but there really was none remaining. He switches hands, because the bottle is cold without the vodka inside and he doesn't want it to be cold. He doesn't want to be cold ( ... )
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For the whole fick I didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
And so I kinda did both.
You can have my babies now
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I love babies...
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My favourtie part, that was so adorable ;__;
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