I thought nothing of it at the time, until the guy in front of me in line looked at my purchase and laughed. I said, hey cut me some slack, man; my needs are very basic. At least I didn't crack open a bottle in line like last time...
Drunkard's trip to the store
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I really love that picture. It's so simple, yet well-framed, and speaks volumes. It'd make an excellent desktop wallpaper.
I've gotten to the point where I definitely recognize the cashiers when I go to purchase my vodka. I wonder if they recognize me. I wonder if they're jealous, or laughing, or maybe even disgusted. I wonder if it turns them on just a little, this short blonde chick who comes in on a regular basis and walks out with nothing but that $9 plastic jug.
Oh yes. I think it does.
I've gotten to the point where I definitely recognize the cashiers when I go to purchase my vodka. I wonder if they recognize me. I wonder if they're jealous, or laughing, or maybe even disgusted. I wonder if it turns them on just a little, this short blonde chick who comes in on a regular basis and walks out with nothing but that $9 plastic jug.
Oh yes. I think it does.
I've been here, I've been there, I've been everywhere...and your well still tastes like shoes. I'll take another.
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Turns me on!Generic Jug wrote:I really love that picture. It's so simple, yet well-framed, and speaks volumes. It'd make an excellent desktop wallpaper.
I've gotten to the point where I definitely recognize the cashiers when I go to purchase my vodka. I wonder if they recognize me. I wonder if they're jealous, or laughing, or maybe even disgusted. I wonder if it turns them on just a little, this short blonde chick who comes in on a regular basis and walks out with nothing but that $9 plastic jug.
Oh yes. I think it does.
“Süßen witwe Mutter-Hosen — kommst du hier mit mein knackenpfeife schnell, oder Ich zeige Ihnen mein Zuhälter Hand!”
"I am going to pistol-whip the next person who says 'shenanigans' "
"Rectum? It nearly killed him!"
"I am going to pistol-whip the next person who says 'shenanigans' "
"Rectum? It nearly killed him!"
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I have a little temptation to try to "spread my purchases around" to different stores so that I'm not discovered for the drunk that I am. Kinda like when you're at a bar and you've been cut off by one bartender so you go to the other. In the end, it doesn't matter. I yam what I yam.Generic Jug wrote:I've gotten to the point where I definitely recognize the cashiers when I go to purchase my vodka. I wonder if they recognize me. I wonder if they're jealous, or laughing, or maybe even disgusted.
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I do the sane.DrunkenJackFlask wrote:I have a little temptation to try to "spread my purchases around" to different stores so that I'm not discovered for the drunk that I am. Kinda like when you're at a bar and you've been cut off by one bartender so you go to the other. In the end, it doesn't matter. I yam what I yam.Generic Jug wrote:I've gotten to the point where I definitely recognize the cashiers when I go to purchase my vodka. I wonder if they recognize me. I wonder if they're jealous, or laughing, or maybe even disgusted.
“Süßen witwe Mutter-Hosen — kommst du hier mit mein knackenpfeife schnell, oder Ich zeige Ihnen mein Zuhälter Hand!”
"I am going to pistol-whip the next person who says 'shenanigans' "
"Rectum? It nearly killed him!"
"I am going to pistol-whip the next person who says 'shenanigans' "
"Rectum? It nearly killed him!"
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That describes my feelings perfectly. When I see a cashier I know, I wonder if they think I'm a fucking lush. Sometimes I feel a little guilty, slinking up to the register with my jug, but I straighten up proud when I think of you guys.DrunkenJackFlask wrote:I have a little temptation to try to "spread my purchases around" to different stores so that I'm not discovered for the drunk that I am. Kinda like when you're at a bar and you've been cut off by one bartender so you go to the other. In the end, it doesn't matter. I yam what I yam.Generic Jug wrote:I've gotten to the point where I definitely recognize the cashiers when I go to purchase my vodka. I wonder if they recognize me. I wonder if they're jealous, or laughing, or maybe even disgusted.
I've been here, I've been there, I've been everywhere...and your well still tastes like shoes. I'll take another.
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I think that's the whole point of MDM. To against the current atmosphere of trying to make drunks ashamed of themselves. Drinking is good, and if that makes me an enabler, then I wear the title with pride.Generic Jug wrote:That describes my feelings perfectly. When I see a cashier I know, I wonder if they think I'm a fucking lush. Sometimes I feel a little guilty, slinking up to the register with my jug, but I straighten up proud when I think of you guys.DrunkenJackFlask wrote:I have a little temptation to try to "spread my purchases around" to different stores so that I'm not discovered for the drunk that I am. Kinda like when you're at a bar and you've been cut off by one bartender so you go to the other. In the end, it doesn't matter. I yam what I yam.Generic Jug wrote:I've gotten to the point where I definitely recognize the cashiers when I go to purchase my vodka. I wonder if they recognize me. I wonder if they're jealous, or laughing, or maybe even disgusted.
And they say her flower is faded now
Hard weather and hard booze
But maybe that's just the price you pay
For the chains you refuse
Hard weather and hard booze
But maybe that's just the price you pay
For the chains you refuse