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Post by TheMasterGeek on Jun 10, 2005 22:40:46 GMT -5
Exactly, especially less than his bum.
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Post by bitterman on Jun 10, 2005 22:47:51 GMT -5
Me bum!
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Post by Darkchylde on Jun 10, 2005 22:59:18 GMT -5
Poor B'man, its not his fault he never had a Watcher.
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Post by Charisma69 on Jun 10, 2005 23:02:41 GMT -5
Poor B'man, its not his fault he never had a Watcher.
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Post by bitterman on Jun 10, 2005 23:04:57 GMT -5
More bourban!
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Post by Charisma69 on Jun 10, 2005 23:09:28 GMT -5
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Post by TheMasterGeek on Jun 10, 2005 23:09:53 GMT -5
Or whiskey.
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Post by PyleansDontLeaveMe on Jun 13, 2005 9:20:12 GMT -5
The doctor says I'm livin' on precious borrowed time With all the time I'm givin' to liquor, beer and wine.
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Post by TheMasterGeek on Jun 13, 2005 9:32:52 GMT -5
Why am I imagining that post in a George Thuragood voice?
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Post by bitterman on Jun 13, 2005 9:34:17 GMT -5
Cause you're from Delaware?
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Post by TheMasterGeek on Jun 13, 2005 9:38:40 GMT -5
That...and probably I can see him saying that.
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Post by PyleansDontLeaveMe on Jun 13, 2005 10:14:03 GMT -5
It's an old Reverand Hortan Heat song.
THe title, appropriately enough - Liquor, Beer and Wine.
The next stanza-
The X-rays of my liver look like molded old swiss cheese My heart pumps blood and alchohol through hardened arteries.....
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