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Even worse is when one of your group chews tobacco, and... you guessed it-
someone chugs down his spit glass.
Was at a party once, got hammered, passed out on the lazy boy. Woke up around 6 am for a squirt and a drink of anything, opened up the fridge and there sat a huge glass of apple juice. Picked it up and chugged it, it was so cold and refreshing, as I set the glass down I realized it was straight Rye whisky. Oh well best go back to sleep.
 
My new year's resolution is to strangle the next person who asks me what year Camaro my 69 Barracuda fastback is.
 
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