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Rumtiger -> RE: Loss of words (12/6/2006 3:07:32 PM)
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Gawdamn, some of ya'll need to have more experience in dealing with drunk people, way the first couple people tried verbally castrating me you'd think I was the douche in one of the other threads who wanted to chop off his sub's clit. Oh and Rane, i'm well aware i've been beaten with an ugly stick, you think my left eye socket is messed up that way from birth?....then again, it could have been a guy with a wrench giving me a good whack.
If it makes you feel any better the hangover i'm still partially getting over involved plenty of headaches and bile.
As for the story behind the drunken bastard bit [P.S yes I can be unaware of it, in cases such as where one is drunk] Dident happen online...well I guess maybe it did..half n half, was at the bar with my drinking buds from kentucky when i'm approached by this...woman?...anyway turns out she happened to recognize me from here, no she is not a member...and well, as you can tell from my one word definition from my nice toasty post at the begining, she was less than appealing, even my Army Sweatshirt wearing colluege in bastardom would have trouble putting this woman's definition into cognitive literature.
And so through the night...she keeps breathing down my neck like a wyrm of lore,sometimes literally...she even was wheezing, not getting the damn hint about my disintrest...and as anyone who knows me can attest, I'm actually a nice guy, I dont really have it in me to tell someone who can be percieved as innocent, even if thier annoying to leave, instead I had to have my good man Jesse do the honors for me.
And voila, a nice night for me and the guido trio. Oh yeah I forgot to mention, my boys are more italian than buffalo mozarel.
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