It's almost 8, and the house is out of beer. Too late to get more, plus I don't feel like it.
Waituhminnit. Some submariner gifted me a fifth of bourbon.
That'll do.
Tickety-boo.
Ahhhhhhh.
Thanks again Les.
Purse. Full. Of kittens.
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If I see you kids running around with broomsticks on my front lawn, I'm
coming out there with the Garand.
The fact that the headline is "Olympic Quidditch ...
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You're Welcome. Just don't watch the State of the Union, or you'll have to buy a new TeeWee tomorrow.
Whatcha drinking?
Sounds like you tipped it before posting. :)
Jim Beam.
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