Take My Life…Please.

I sure love drinkin’.  Nothing beats a night off off-balance, slobbering friends trying to chase off any girls in the vicinity with their “cool-guy act.”
I guess this is why nobody drinks with me anymore.  I thought I was charming, though.
Whatever, bitches.
FYI, I am the coolest guy.  Don’t believe so?  Ask my Aunt Diane, she’ll set you straight.
Door #3 is a Haiku!
I Like Soft Kittens.
I Wish I Was Covered In
So Many Pussies.
That’s all for now my little skittles.
Now, go do something.
(Note: Original pictures from this older post have been accidentally lost to time.)

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