Knew it.
Someone is going to get a visit from a cockroach.
clear ether
eon
Wrong girl, dickweed.
I spoke too soon. Kiko is going to be in trouble.
I think it’s Mari who is at the bar and in trouble. Kiko has the red hair and in the ladies room.
Uh-huh…you best get out of the girl’s room, Mari… STAT. And you better be strapped.
Kiko’s in the loo. Mari’s in the car. No idea whose drink that is
Mari’s at the bar, Kiko is in the ladies room.
It’s Mari who is in trouble.
So who’s on first?
Don’t know but somebody is fixin’ to be OUT!
Somebody wrote a book once on the stupid shit that can kill you. I think the dripper found one.
Maybe if she’s pretty much out already, that’s somebody else’s drink?
Any turd that needs or wants to do that to another human needs a visit from the Cockroach. Pronto. Save her dad! Sis! Carl!
If you want to see some REAL pain inflicted, send in Mama Bear Sam!
Zar Belk!
saw that one coming a mile off … nttawwt!
interesting to see what happens to the dripper …
No designated driver who is carrying concealed?
I’ll vote for Aunt Naomi and Jo to the rescue. Female of the species and all that.
There’d be nothing left of that bar but a herd of new geldings.
As H. Beam Piper once said (“The Mercenaries”) some things you just don’t delegate.
One is a Cosmo, the other is a wine glass?
There are some complex drinks that require components like flavourings or liquers to be drizzled down a stirring rod to get a layered look or some other effect like the ‘monkey brain’. This is probably not one of them.
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16 Comments
Knew it.
Someone is going to get a visit from a cockroach.
clear ether
eon
Wrong girl, dickweed.
I spoke too soon. Kiko is going to be in trouble.
I think it’s Mari who is at the bar and in trouble. Kiko has the red hair and in the ladies room.
Uh-huh…you best get out of the girl’s room, Mari… STAT. And you better be strapped.
Kiko’s in the loo. Mari’s in the car. No idea whose drink that is
Mari’s at the bar, Kiko is in the ladies room.
It’s Mari who is in trouble.
So who’s on first?
Don’t know but somebody is fixin’ to be OUT!
Somebody wrote a book once on the stupid shit that can kill you. I think the dripper found one.
Maybe if she’s pretty much out already, that’s somebody else’s drink?
Any turd that needs or wants to do that to another human needs a visit from the Cockroach. Pronto. Save her dad! Sis! Carl!
If you want to see some REAL pain inflicted, send in Mama Bear Sam!
Zar Belk!
saw that one coming a mile off … nttawwt!
interesting to see what happens to the dripper …
No designated driver who is carrying concealed?
I’ll vote for Aunt Naomi and Jo to the rescue. Female of the species and all that.
There’d be nothing left of that bar but a herd of new geldings.
As H. Beam Piper once said (“The Mercenaries”) some things you just don’t delegate.
clear ether
eon
One is a Cosmo, the other is a wine glass?
There are some complex drinks that require components like flavourings or liquers to be drizzled down a stirring rod to get a layered look or some other effect like the ‘monkey brain’. This is probably not one of them.