Oh, how I long for those halcyon days of heavy drinking. Such sweet memories. How many obese women ended up in my bed, only do discover the wonder of whiskey dick? How many pointless fights did I incite? How many strangers did I alienate and terrify? How many one-night stands with women whose last names I never planned on learning
(
Read more... )
Comments 6
At least we can still go to the movies & such. And don't forget, we have a trip to Cowtown in our future!
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Leave a comment