The only way he can faint is by single draggin a cohiba till it burns his lips. But if you provide a grey goose martini before hand, all bets are off.
Hey Smiley, F… off! I smell smoked ham in a cheese cream sause with smoked tomatoes and artichokes. Sparigus on the side. Lucky bastardo! My lean cuisine is smelling like it’s containter- DOW Chem formula 135. Time to eat some 10W30 weight. Lets throw in a little bit of curry and you could have a multinational dish -but she’s from minn..........is..........sota isn’t she? As I said, lucky basturdo. I’ll try to re-visit when I have something to say. You believe that and .............
Hey Smiley, a smurf went to a bar and asked for a pitcher of beer. The bartender said “your a smurf, your not allowed to drink. The smurf said “it’s ok, I’m on break and I have cash money. A patron sitting two seats down said, you ain’t serving this smurf are you? The BT said “why not, he’s got the cash. BT asks the smurf.."hey buddy, what u want. The smruf replys “pitcher of coors” (rocky mountain ping water). The BT provides the refreshment and the smurf 180s it, cleaned out in one gulp. The patron says, “I don’t believe it, he poured it on the floor or something”. “That little blue dude couldn’t put away a pitch like that.” To this the smurf slide over the patrons beer and made a brrrrrrrring sound over the patrons glass. After returning to his chair, the smurf ordered another pitcher. The BT complied, much to the constranation of the patron. Ok, yelled the patron, “you can’t drink that much beer at one time without going to piss”. The smurf chugged the second pitcher, slid over and made the brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrd sound over the patrons drink again.
This went on two more times. Finally the patron was pissed (in the English, that means he was drunk - but yew knew that) to the point that he challenged the smurf to a pissin duel. The patron pulled it out and laid a respectable stream across the bar floor. The smurf walked over to the the patrons beer, and went Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Then the patron relized, “no wonder I’ve been drinking the same brew allnight.” Ok it’s corny but is is Anglish joke ain’t it. Could have been worse. If I’d started on the French, I’d be typin allnight and late to work tomorrow - but I’m going to be late anyway - HA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
:-(
What you need is some spontaneous fainting. Works for me.
Hey Melly,
The only way he can faint is by single draggin a cohiba till it burns his lips. But if you provide a grey goose martini before hand, all bets are off.
Hey Smiley, F… off! I smell smoked ham in a cheese cream sause with smoked tomatoes and artichokes. Sparigus on the side. Lucky bastardo! My lean cuisine is smelling like it’s containter- DOW Chem formula 135. Time to eat some 10W30 weight. Lets throw in a little bit of curry and you could have a multinational dish -but she’s from minn..........is..........sota isn’t she? As I said, lucky basturdo. I’ll try to re-visit when I have something to say. You believe that and .............
Hey Smiley, a smurf went to a bar and asked for a pitcher of beer. The bartender said “your a smurf, your not allowed to drink. The smurf said “it’s ok, I’m on break and I have cash money. A patron sitting two seats down said, you ain’t serving this smurf are you? The BT said “why not, he’s got the cash. BT asks the smurf.."hey buddy, what u want. The smruf replys “pitcher of coors” (rocky mountain ping water). The BT provides the refreshment and the smurf 180s it, cleaned out in one gulp. The patron says, “I don’t believe it, he poured it on the floor or something”. “That little blue dude couldn’t put away a pitch like that.” To this the smurf slide over the patrons beer and made a brrrrrrrring sound over the patrons glass. After returning to his chair, the smurf ordered another pitcher. The BT complied, much to the constranation of the patron. Ok, yelled the patron, “you can’t drink that much beer at one time without going to piss”. The smurf chugged the second pitcher, slid over and made the brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrd sound over the patrons drink again.
This went on two more times. Finally the patron was pissed (in the English, that means he was drunk - but yew knew that) to the point that he challenged the smurf to a pissin duel. The patron pulled it out and laid a respectable stream across the bar floor. The smurf walked over to the the patrons beer, and went Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Then the patron relized, “no wonder I’ve been drinking the same brew allnight.” Ok it’s corny but is is Anglish joke ain’t it. Could have been worse. If I’d started on the French, I’d be typin allnight and late to work tomorrow - but I’m going to be late anyway - HA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ladies and gentleman… meet my dear drunk friend…
heh…
sorry I had to leave early dude… a man’s gotta have his priorities.
at least you don’t have cramps.
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