Random shit

[scream ale]

I forgot they made banana red. I only remember purple, blue and orange.

[Artful Drunktective]

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Naus - Did you know this from working at the liquor stores?

S.A. - Banana red flavor sounds like the most heinous thing in the world. Thank Bacchus we didn't know about it. Although I generally shy away from red drinks. And blue also.

[Nausea]

Naus - Did you know this from working at the liquor stores?

This is the first I've heard of it! We didn't sell that stuff.

[scream ale]

S.A. - Banana red flavor sounds like the most heinous thing in the world. Thank Bacchus we didn't know about it. Although I generally shy away from red drinks. And blue also.[/color]

MD 20/20 was the most heinous thing in the world.
I used to like the blue Mad Dog. Which should tell you how fucked in the head I was when I was 19. Up there with Steel Reserve. Remember the big bottles with 99 cents written on the neck.

[Hugh]

The liquor store across the street where I used to get cheap domestic beer and sometimes cheap handles of whiskey has changed ownership. Now they have locked cabinets of wine. They changed the name to BUBBLES. and the sign underneath says CRAFT BEERS AND FINE WINE. My Miller in cans is gone. My Hamms is gone. Rolling Rock is gone, but maybe that's a good thing. This city is gentrifying like a motherfucker and I'm getting left behind. Goddamb I;m scared as fuck

[Nausea]

Finally found a dude who can out smoke Bedfellow.

[Badfellow]

Finally found a dude who can out smoke Bedfellow.

That’s the kind of cough you want.

[Badfellow]

The next time you go and get a burrito, order the Spanish rice on the side and they usually give you twice as much.

One burrito per day provides enough calories to avoid starving to death. Extra pico de gallo also prevents scurvy.

[Nausea]

[Artful Drunktective]

[Patchez]

It be like that sometimes.

[Savage]

Finally found a dude who can out smoke Bedfellow.

Mr. Feder, you sound like a real attractive guy.

[Savage]

It be like that sometimes.

Funny thing is, my Grandaddy and Grumpy's dad, had the same experience. Riding Indians, total wipeouts, wake up in the hospital, sister angrily informs them she has sold their motorcycle. Just a few years apart. I miss them both.

[Savage]

My worst wipeout was on my ten-speed, in the seventies. The scars on my face and knee are mostly history now, but right afterward, I looked like that hamburger meat. Damn all the azzholes who think it's hilarious to throw their empties in the street. Sliding on broken glass is not fun.

[Artful Drunktective]