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.
Chant
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FUCK ICE! FUCK ICE! FUCK ICE! FUCK ICE! FUCK ICE! FUCK ICE! FUCK ICE! FUCK
ICE! FUCK ICE! FUCK ICE! FUCK ICE! FUCK ICE! FUCK ICE! FUCK ICE! FUCK ICE!
FUCK ...
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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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