How much is too much???
I tell you what. Don't ever drink a pitcher of "Bananas over you" (rum drink) then a 5th of Captain Morgan's spiced rum, then some jaeger, Passoa, and Svedka (vodka). I haven't been that sick in a very long time. Still got up and went to work yesterday. After throwing up all morning...... Yep. Once again I vow never to drink that much again... until next time.... When will I learn? Must be a Wolske thing...
Oh well, what dosen't kill me only makes me stronger, or sicker, I haven't figured that one out just yet.....
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Bananas over who? Sounds kinda girly to me... would someone sew the BALLS back on my brother..... Hey man, moderation is key, and drink water after every other drink (at least)... i hope the inmates were particularly loud....
sick? sounds like you're lucky you're not dead.
and in his defense, he did chase the girl-drink with Jager... so he get's some man-points for that.
Yeah, and the wife keeps mentioning something about "the fudge-round incident" Apparently I destroyed a fudge round trying to get it out of the box, or the wrapper, or something... She was quite upset when two days later she discovered some MORE fudge round....stuck to the ceiling in the kitchen! I, of course, deny having any part in the massacre, as I don't remember a thing....
As for you tofu-cilantro-sage-rosemary-thyme boy... I'll deal with you later...(just a little ribbing, take with a grain of salt.... still love yo like a brother.....)
Nice pun brother.... 'take it with a grain of salt....'
Jager is in deed manly, and sneaky, it really waits till the time is right to pounce...
You destroyed a fudge round and don't remember? you must have been really hammered...
I think I might revert to my maiden name, just in case this is contagious.
I know. A poor defensless fudge round. It didn't even know what it was fighting for... Then BAM! Pieces here. Pieces there. Some on the ceiling. Some in my belly... I kept waiting for his back up to arrive, so I could devour them too but alas, no backup ws found. He was all alone. He didn't stand a chance.... I only wish I could remember if he even faught back....Poor delicious fudge round.
sad, sad little man.....
You are nuts!!! The sad thing is there is still pride in actions!!!
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