age..blanhk...blind..deaf...dumb
the series of events as one may or may not fear
to find out and as I may become the reverse tommy
blind->deaf->dumb
sometimes I seriously think that the amount of partying
and whatnot will eventually leave me stupid
not that I have a grace of knowledge already to tout
but still you hold yourself in some regard
...at least I think I am right all the time
even if I am not in thinking...
my dad always tells me that drinkin whiskey makes you forget stuff
and fall over at times(I am picturing this in my mind and have to think that
has probably happened to me many a morning, many times when not drinkin)
and now I have to admit he may be on to something
I just don't see how that is any different than downing 11.5 highlife's
in a night. Maybe the barley and hops keep you on your toes?
anyways I think today and today and toDAY
have been rather acerbic in all of our minds these days
d
posted by one too many mornings @ 5:27 PM
4 comments
4 Comments:
Altogether I have never fallen over from whiskey. Forgetting things I can vouch for, I think.
I love Whiskey - but as my pop always says, 'Moderation in all things.'
your dad is wise like Aristotle, Will. I love whiskey too, so I know I must set it free. Whiskey can come back and visit once in a while, maybe knock me down with a friendly punch to the face (i mean it's irish whiskey). but booze is booze, so just drink whatever makes you look the coolest.
and by cool you mean a purple zima with violet and lime shavings sprinkled over the top with a can of schlitz to chase, right?
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