Hey Noland, pop quiz hotshot: See if you can guess how my co-worker, Chief ShitForBrains did this: Before: Spoiler After: Spoiler ...a rental. He's already cut it off and is trying to build a new yolk despite the fact a) it's illegal and b) the fact he's allowed to pick up a Mig is a crime against humanity. This is the fucking guy who RUNS THE TOOL ROOM at my work.
thats kinda what i am leaning towards. there was this...am staff? i think. who kept jumping at him and bowing and barking to get him to play and he just stood next to me and barked back. he doesn'rt understand waht it means to play. he is my dog and takes joy in playin with me and being with me but for soem selfsihs reason i want him to enjoy being at the dog park playing with other doggies.
That shit is going to clean you out like thirty quarters into the U-Wash pressure wand. You might just pray for death later but I hope not.
I just wanted to quote this for later. Start chugging water now, but not so much that el husband has another mess to worry about. Take Buddy to the dog park and find the dog with the best manners, then let those two hang out if the owner is down. The poor guy just needs to show him the ropes.
You're going to feel like you drank draino. If my teenage memory serves me, I saw that shit in reverse every way imaginable when I decided to down a mickey of it straight. It was sad too, that bathroom was three days away from retirement. I saw dead kings and my spine picked up sandlot games from Radio Havana in the morning. Next to wine I think it was one of my worst hangovers ever.
There is no way a normal person can get that drunk to the extent that the spelling is messed up and the sentences don't make sense... Even in my darkest, most blackout moments, I've still been able to type thanks to the "backspace" button and a certain phrase called "general understanding of the English language and spelling competency." This has to either be a massive cry for attention (as have other such similar displays been)... Or some people are truly lightweights and should never touch more than a beer every two hours again.
Yea, I disagree with this. Remember my post about Sterling not too long ago? The one with all the obvious spelling errors and shitty writing? That was the result of me pounding a few beers after work on an empty stomach. New science experiment. Revenge pounds 6 shots in an hour than reports here on his experience about an hour later. If you can type coherently and decently after 6 shots, I'll be insanely impressed. I remember once in college I was so drunk I couldn't get out of my room because I couldn't figure out how to open the door. I can't imagine trying to type anything like that.
Fireball is tasty. It's a candy shot. It's not what you drink to get drunk. But if you're at a house party and just want to throw back shots with everyone all night, it' perfect. I think my buddy and I got 26 shots apiece down one night before he puked like a firehose over the side of his deck.
26 jesus christ. i am almost finished with 4 plus angry orchard and i am fone. done i tell you. fuuuuuuuuuucl
Ya know who else hates seflies? Rocky. See if you can take a wild stab in the dark at what state this happened in.
I've definitely been too drunk to type before... but I'm pretty sure I could handle six shots in an hour and still type coherently. Maybe we should all try it, for science.
ok its fcking official. 4 fireball, 1 angry orchadd. I will let you nkow how i feel in the morning. god pless merica