Eternally Tainted Bloody Bar

Yeah, just don't drink the entire bottle, please? *smokes a bit of his cigar* It's a forty dollar bottle of whiskey.

Apparently. It was delicious. *leaning back over chair with bottle standing upside down on face*

*sighs, speaking around the cigar in his mouth* There goes that bottle. So, where's the Captain Morgan and some Coke? *walks to the bar, hoping over the counter and looking around* Oh, Guinnius. *grabs a bottle of the Black Larger*

Kal, do you have a problem you haven't told us about concerning drinking?

I have a problem that has led to my drinking problem. I am lonely and don't have a job. My girlfriend dumped me for my best friend in the military the day after I asked her to marry me. Lovely, huh? *smiles weakly and drains the bottle of larger* So, yes, I might have a slight drinking problem.

sounds like a poor friend

Yeah...just so. That was three or four years of a wasted relationship. *gets another bottle of Black Larger*

Don't worry bout it man, things will turn around for the better, don't dwell on things you can't control.

On a happier note, I accepted a full-time teaching position today!!

Thats awesome. Congrats.

We'll see about that, though.

*walks in and has a seat*

Congrats Zack.

Waddidimiss? Sorry, I've been super busy. Back and forth between work and trying to get my internship.

^Sweet.

I'm working on my flash. It's a pain in the ass to get started, but once it gets rolling, it just flows. Especially lip-synching, sonuvabitch.

*walks to a random door and kicks it in* HA! I knew I wasn't fucking crazy. There is music coming from in here. And it's happy music. *tosses a thermal detanator into the room* Fire in the HOLE! *detanator explosed and no more happy music* Silence. I love it. *sits back down with a beer*

*blaring Happy Hardcore on headphones* ^_____^

*turns on some techno by DJ Tiesto and starts to dance to it with strobes and glow sticks*

A bunch of friends and I use to do this all the time in public when I was in the military. Get my laptop, play techno out of my van because of it's badass stereo system and rave in parking lots.

Super Kami Guru allows Tiesto. For he is sexy beast man.

*pulls walnut out of pocket* I have this pet walnut. His name will be Garth.

*looks at Nemo* What???

This walnut is more reliable than a doberman. He shall be given guard dog duty. NO QUESTIONS, I HAVE SPOKEN!

*shoots the walnut, vaporizing it* Some guard dog. *tosses Nemo another walnut* Try again

GARTH!!! *picks up the pieces and turns to Venku on knees* YOU MANIAC! DAMN YOU! DAMN YOU ALL TO HELL!

*then goes to get a broom and sweeps up pieces* Oh well, that's life.

Try eating him. Might be a better food product than guard dog.

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YAAAAAAYYYYYY

And so I drank copious amounts of alcohol and not a single fuck was given.

after that we did....shots, shots. shots. shots. shots sssshawtsssss

shots shoots shawts SHAWTS SSHHHERTZ GERRTZ HERRTZ AESCFAS KJ VSDKJ VKJBWEKJNCSD



The following morning....













How the flying fuck did I wind up in the dumpster outside?

I've never puked from throwing up!