You must log in or register to comment.
There’s more to life than getting drunk and eating chicken fingers, Randy
Cheeseburger liquor parties?
Yes, but those alternatives are inferior
IDK, I’d rather be high than drunk any day.
Please don’t drink poo.
Oh no, you see, it means pooing in a drink
Oh. Phew, that’s all right.
Huh. I suppose everyone has their comfort thing they turn to whenever life gets uncomfortable. I’ve never drank alcohol and have no desire to, but my comfort thing is laying flat on my back with my legs propped up on pillows in my comfy bed, staring at my phone until I fall asleep… whenever life hits me with any slightest inconvenience I check out into my happy place.
Cheers genitals
R.I.P you drunken bastard
