and then i can use your foreign accent and bewildered ways to land us a couple of fat titted platinum blonde forty year olds with black eyebrows and heavy makeup in a dive bar :hifive
I WILL HAVE YOU KNOW that i have it on good authority that Zhukov is a softspoken, rakish intellectual and that I am 100% grade A prime beefcake and that they do NOT deserve the greatness that they will get
unless zhulov lets me down as a wingman but THAT WILL NEVER HAPPEN I'M SURE, THE GUY'S GOOD PEOPLE
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"You've gotta' look to the future. The future is anarchy. I'm talking about lawlessness, I'm talking about the Lebanons of the future. I'm talking about the breakdown of the whole system. The military defending people against people. You won't get your appropriations waving that flag, there's no glory in that kind of warfare!"
I wish that alcohol didn't fuck with me so much these days. Not in a drunk sense, but in a neurological sense. Because a glass of something or another would be nice every once in a while
i'm a loud, roaring guy while sober so i have loud, roaring friends who remain loud and roaring while shitfaced. i, however, get quiet and need people to point me in a direction and help me walk, which is not a good thing while walking around with loud, roaring drunks, cars do not enter the equation
i need to find a somewhat tolerable, geeky guy who doesn't have many friends and start regularly inviting him to drinking rampages because he would be an inexperienced social drinker, afraid to get TOO drunk and feel pathetically obligated to try and watch out for his newfound stupid drunk friends
I went to see an Eagles tribute band tonight because it was free. The city made a big deal about hiring a REALLY POPULAR BAND FROM CANADA, except the stage was a flatbed truck that was all folded out like a shitty Transformer and I watched the REALLY POPULAR BAND FROM CANADA putting on identical black trenchcoat-y things.
The concert got rained out but that was ok because it wasn't looking interesting and the band members kept getting distracted by the sign language lady on one side of the stage.
i need to find a somewhat tolerable, geeky guy who doesn't have many friends and start regularly inviting him to drinking rampages because he would be an inexperienced social drinker, afraid to get TOO drunk and feel pathetically obligated to try and watch out for his newfound stupid drunk friends