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… Read More Take My Life…Please.
Went to the Calgary Stampede. I had a blast…I think. I lost 4 days of my life to the bottle. I swear I will never drink that much breast milk again. Haiku Time! Hooray! Fuck the Kool-Aid Man. He busted my wall again. I pissed in his head. —NPX That’s all for now. Props to… Read More The Big Easy
There is only one ultimate hangover cure…more damn booze. Today is the day after Canada day, and I assume somebody kidnapped me and made me drink my weight in beer. I hate it when people kidnap me and make me drink my weight in beer. That is really unfair to me because I am not supermodel,… Read More The Day After.