I am not ashamed of what I can or can't drink. At my PEAK a 12 pack of anything over 3.2 would ruin me for a day (assuming it was pounded not slow day drinking). That story I told about a 6 pack, a Cisco, and 3-4 mind erasers putting me into a catatonic state in a dumpster is 100%. If I ever drank a fifth, even during my drinking days (about 175 pounds back then sigh), I probably would have just died right there.
This thread is starting to resemble the dick size thread. Lots of rationalization and acceptance.
Appears I am one of the few comfortable with my 6 pack buzz and 3 inches of fury. Holla!
I am not ashamed of what I can or can't drink. At my PEAK a 12 pack of anything over 3.2 would ruin me for a day (assuming it was pounded not slow day drinking). That story I told about a 6 pack, a Cisco, and 3-4 mind erasers putting me into a catatonic state in a dumpster is 100%. If I ever drank a fifth, even during my drinking days (about 175 pounds back then sigh), I probably would have just died right there.
This thread is starting to resemble the dick size thread. Lots of rationalization and acceptance.
Appears I am one of the few comfortable with my 6 pack buzz and 3 inches of fury. Holla!
"No one has a dick bigger than five inches! Who would even want that? Am I right?"
I am not ashamed of what I can or can't drink. At my PEAK a 12 pack of anything over 3.2 would ruin me for a day (assuming it was pounded not slow day drinking). That story I told about a 6 pack, a Cisco, and 3-4 mind erasers putting me into a catatonic state in a dumpster is 100%. If I ever drank a fifth, even during my drinking days (about 175 pounds back then sigh), I probably would have just died right there.
This thread is starting to resemble the dick size thread. Lots of rationalization and acceptance.
Appears I am one of the few comfortable with my 6 pack buzz and 3 inches of fury. Holla!
"No one has a dick bigger than five inches! Who would even want that? Am I right?"
It's really no wonder @Doog_de_Jour is so unimpressed with this place. "It's the perfect group for me. Just perfect. Cute even."
“Remember when you were young enough to lie about how much you drank in an attempt to brag because you thought it made you look cooler to your friends?”
i recall those days. now i lie about how much ive had to drink to look like i have less of a problem.
I am not ashamed of what I can or can't drink. At my PEAK a 12 pack of anything over 3.2 would ruin me for a day (assuming it was pounded not slow day drinking). That story I told about a 6 pack, a Cisco, and 3-4 mind erasers putting me into a catatonic state in a dumpster is 100%. If I ever drank a fifth, even during my drinking days (about 175 pounds back then sigh), I probably would have just died right there.
You're a hatchet packer - who would expect you to be able to hold your liquor?
I am not ashamed of what I can or can't drink. At my PEAK a 12 pack of anything over 3.2 would ruin me for a day (assuming it was pounded not slow day drinking). That story I told about a 6 pack, a Cisco, and 3-4 mind erasers putting me into a catatonic state in a dumpster is 100%. If I ever drank a fifth, even during my drinking days (about 175 pounds back then sigh), I probably would have just died right there.
This thread is starting to resemble the dick size thread. Lots of rationalization and acceptance.
Appears I am one of the few comfortable with my 6 pack buzz and 3 inches of fury. Holla!
"No one has a dick bigger than five inches! Who would even want that? Am I right?"
My 5 popped out 4 heathens so my 3.5 doesn’t complain.
I am not ashamed of what I can or can't drink. At my PEAK a 12 pack of anything over 3.2 would ruin me for a day (assuming it was pounded not slow day drinking). That story I told about a 6 pack, a Cisco, and 3-4 mind erasers putting me into a catatonic state in a dumpster is 100%. If I ever drank a fifth, even during my drinking days (about 175 pounds back then sigh), I probably would have just died right there.
“Remember when you were young enough to lie about how much you drank in an attempt to brag because you thought it made you look cooler to your friends?”
Fuck you and your shitty fucking wife!
As this bored would likely attest to, my wife is far from shitty. Me on the other-hand, yeah you're probably right.
We were mainly just reminiscing on the fact that every one when they are in college drinks too much, but also embellishes how much we drink. We've all been there dude, so it's just fun to laugh about.
I'm sorry that we hurt your feelings, but thank you for putting on a brave face:
“Remember when you were young enough to lie about how much you drank in an attempt to brag because you thought it made you look cooler to your friends?”
I am not ashamed of what I can or can't drink. At my PEAK a 12 pack of anything over 3.2 would ruin me for a day (assuming it was pounded not slow day drinking). That story I told about a 6 pack, a Cisco, and 3-4 mind erasers putting me into a catatonic state in a dumpster is 100%. If I ever drank a fifth, even during my drinking days (about 175 pounds back then sigh), I probably would have just died right there.
You're a hatchet packer - who would expect you to be able to hold your liquor?
Hey, I've always been a cheap drunk and most of my hijinx are driven by alcohol that only took me about one hour to consume which allowed more time for idiocy, which the bored always loved.
I am not ashamed of what I can or can't drink. At my PEAK a 12 pack of anything over 3.2 would ruin me for a day (assuming it was pounded not slow day drinking). That story I told about a 6 pack, a Cisco, and 3-4 mind erasers putting me into a catatonic state in a dumpster is 100%. If I ever drank a fifth, even during my drinking days (about 175 pounds back then sigh), I probably would have just died right there.
You're a hatchet packer - who would expect you to be able to hold your liquor?
Hey, I've always been a cheap drunk and most of my hijinx are driven by alcohol that only took me about one hour to consume which allowed more time for idiocy, which the bored always loved.
I am not ashamed of what I can or can't drink. At my PEAK a 12 pack of anything over 3.2 would ruin me for a day (assuming it was pounded not slow day drinking). That story I told about a 6 pack, a Cisco, and 3-4 mind erasers putting me into a catatonic state in a dumpster is 100%. If I ever drank a fifth, even during my drinking days (about 175 pounds back then sigh), I probably would have just died right there.
You're a hatchet packer - who would expect you to be able to hold your liquor?
Hey, I've always been a cheap drunk and most of my hijinx are driven by alcohol that only took me about one hour to consume which allowed more time for idiocy, which the bored always loved.
FWIW back in my dad's alcoholic prime he would put back two handles of cheap vodka every three days - comes out to over a liter a day. He finally quit when he hallucinated maggots coming out of his arms, went in to the ER in a panic, and was told he was 24-48 hours away from death from chronic alcohol poisoning
FWIW back in my dad's alcoholic prime he would put back two handles of cheap vodka every three days - comes out to over a liter a day. He finally quit when he hallucinated maggots coming out of his arms, went in to the ER in a panic, and was told he was 24-48 hours away from death from chronic alcohol poisoning
“Remember when you were young enough to lie about how much you drank in an attempt to brag because you thought it made you look cooler to your friends?”
I once killed a fifth in Phoenix after sneaking into the Biltmore, then wandered off and fell into several pools on the way, losing an ounce of weed in the process. Came to at mcdonalds and called my friend to pick me up. He was wasted as shit so he got there promptly. I didn’t learn my lesson the next night and puked jager all over some poor ladys carpet. Then my friends stole her car and went for a joyride. Dad got the bill in the mail a month later and made me pay back every cent.
Sounds like the strict dad got hold of the bill.
They both did. I paid them back by selling weed.
I was just glad the tuff dad found out over the phone.
I am not ashamed of what I can or can't drink. At my PEAK a 12 pack of anything over 3.2 would ruin me for a day (assuming it was pounded not slow day drinking). That story I told about a 6 pack, a Cisco, and 3-4 mind erasers putting me into a catatonic state in a dumpster is 100%. If I ever drank a fifth, even during my drinking days (about 175 pounds back then sigh), I probably would have just died right there.
This thread is starting to resemble the dick size thread. Lots of rationalization and acceptance.
I am not ashamed of what I can or can't drink. At my PEAK a 12 pack of anything over 3.2 would ruin me for a day (assuming it was pounded not slow day drinking). That story I told about a 6 pack, a Cisco, and 3-4 mind erasers putting me into a catatonic state in a dumpster is 100%. If I ever drank a fifth, even during my drinking days (about 175 pounds back then sigh), I probably would have just died right there.
This thread is starting to resemble the dick size thread. Lots of rationalization and acceptance.
I am not ashamed of what I can or can't drink. At my PEAK a 12 pack of anything over 3.2 would ruin me for a day (assuming it was pounded not slow day drinking). That story I told about a 6 pack, a Cisco, and 3-4 mind erasers putting me into a catatonic state in a dumpster is 100%. If I ever drank a fifth, even during my drinking days (about 175 pounds back then sigh), I probably would have just died right there.
This thread is starting to resemble the dick size thread. Lots of rationalization and acceptance.
Appears I am one of the few comfortable with my 6 pack buzz and 3 inches of fury. Holla!
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life comes at you fast, i suppose.
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Genetics are a bitch man.
We were mainly just reminiscing on the fact that every one when they are in college drinks too much, but also embellishes how much we drink. We've all been there dude, so it's just fun to laugh about.
I'm sorry that we hurt your feelings, but thank you for putting on a brave face:
Of Fudgie bragging about how much he drank?
Sure:
No racist crap
I was just glad the tuff dad found out over the phone.