So what did you do over tthe holidays??? Besides drinking yourself unconcious??
I bet even the commies had a good time.
Cherry! -- Had a bit of a road trip, actually. Not nearly as much drinking as I would have liked. I'll make up for it, though. honkeie2 -- If you call waiting in line for government cheese and a mandatory, state-sponsored beating fun, then yes, I'm sure they had a blast.
How can I get my paws on some of this government cheese?
I should hope so! I was simultaneous lung cancer and liver poisoning from you. I'll be keeping up my side of the bargain over here.
"On the road again, morbid misanthrope's on the road again. Got his whisky and his gun-Oh my God- he's on the road again...La, La La."
hey guess what....I bought a tee shirt to help save screeet's house. Soon as i get it I will post a pic of me wearing it. I will do a post about it tommorow
newyorkmoments -- I think the line for the commie government cheese is right next to the commie government toilet paper line. I have a slight suspicion, however, they don't give you cheese; they just kick your ass.cherry! -- My alcohol- related, self-destructive attitude is nowhere near slowing down; although, I have to think a number of my organs are. Good thing livers and kidneys grow back.polyman2 -- I like that song; Particularly the whiskey and gun part. Perhaps I'll primer those lyrics on the side of my car.honkeie2 -- That kicks ass, man. Thanks to you, one of our national treasures is well on his way to keeping his home.
It's 8.30pm here on a Friday night. I should be drunk by now and damn near passing out, but I'm waiting for a friend to finish work. Nice friend, huh, getting in the way of my alcoholic tendencies.
cherry! -- Never let a friend--or anyone else for that matter--stand between you and alcohol. That just isn't right. Easiest way to accomplish this is to avoid making friends at all. It's never too late to burn bridges, either.
I could burn bridges with my alcohol breath right now. BTW She is now a former friend. I severed all ties and drank alone.
How can I sign up to kick lazy-assed loser piece of shit ass instead of giving out cheese?
so, roadtripping? where'd ya go? what'd you do when you got there? and did you have the presence of mind to return to where you came from?we dont have independence day. no fair.
cherry! -- I did indeed drink and smoke too much over the weekend. And for the first time in years, I can say I truly needed it. Sometimes life is hard ... and sometimes life is cutting your organs out with a dull spork. Anyway, congratulations on getting rid of a useless "friend." Perhaprs you can start a chapter of the Misanthropic Army in Italy. Cheers!newyorkmoments -- Feel free to visit California and beat up some of the "lazy-assed loser piece of shit ass" folks. I think we have more than I can take care of myself. neko -- I think I might post a bit of the story of my road trip on the ol' blog; then again, maybe I won't. Privacy is privacy.... Sometimes you can never return where you came from; not even if you have the presence of mind to do so.
These days , the poster should read,"bust your turban wearing asses."Just my 2 cents.
badgerbob -- Good point; however, I must point out that communism isn't dead and is hardly harmless even now. After all, Kruschev said, "We will burry you," and he wasn't joking. Much like the devil, communism's greatest trick is making people believe it doesn't exist. Sleeping red dogs are still red.
God ain't that the truth re life!! It must have been a fab weekend though if you were getting tanked and smoking like a chimney. I imagine life's a dream again now after such a great rememdy. Back to making daisy chains and shit like that?
Abusing yourself chemically is always much more fun when you're not doing it to forget the cold, harsh, soul-crushing reality of your life. Honestly, I don't know what a daisy chain is, but whenever I see flowers I step on them. Yeah, I know; I'm one tough customer.
Come on! I'm sure your life isn't so soul-crushing!Google 'How to Make Daisy Chains Whilst As Pissed As A Fart' and improve your life now!!
How to make daisy chains whilst as pissed as a fart and improve your life brings up 756 hits on google and the question, Why can't we all fart together?
i enjoy your personal experiences. they are inspirational. daisy chain?
cherry! -- Perhaps an alcohol-induced exaggeration on my part. Let's just say shit has been pretty fucked up as of late, and it's beginning to become tiresome.willow -- Because it's unpleasant to fart when you've crawled into a bottle: no ventilation.neko -- My personal experiences aren't worthy of re-enacting on a prime-time sitcom starring Ray Romano. Yeesh!
No! That sucks! When bad things are happening it means fantastic things are just around the corner. So stand back and wait for the good times to start rollin' in!
cherry! -- For the longest time I've been of the opinion that--as the band Anal Cunt says--it just gets worse. It generally does in my case; however, someone, probably a hippy, said something along the lines of hope springs eternal. Hey! At least the world is coming to an end.
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