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Wrung into a glass from the bar rag by a gorilla bartender.
Better run through the jungle!
Epic win!
A CCR ♪ ref ?
RL Burnside has a nice version, too. Maybe I’ll find it… do love me some RL burnside.
WHOO Tequila shots!
One tequila, two tequila, three tequila, floor.
hahaha yup
*Head-floor*
How many can you have ’till you can’t walk out the door.
what lady wouldn’t like a combination like that
i think you mean.. what lady wouldnt
No, Tom is correct; “wouldn’t” is a contraction of “would not”, with the apostrophe (‘) character replacing the ” ” and the “o” in “not”.
A rather think a lady might be disappointed in Jack without c0ck, depending, of course, on how she feels about Jack. I can’t comment on the latter, of course, since I don’t know Jack.
Of course, in regard to proper grammar, I think neither Tom nor wow wins a prize here, since capitalization and punctuation really don’t take a whole lot of time, and given their complete absence, a mere apostrophe seems an odd thing to be correcting in the wrong direction, if that’s what wow intended.
No, we don’t have sex every night, if that answers your question.
But I didn’t ask any questions! I know my memory is not as sharp as it once was, but I’m quite sure I’d recall asking you about your sex life!
Well, since you are a psychologist, maybe people feel comfortable talking to you about their private life. I think this is something that should be taken to a sexologist, but you are the next best thing.
Sorry, deah, mah comment is awaitin’ mah duration, apparently because ah said that same s-word you did. Ah promise ah won’t do thayat agayan, shugah!
Your comment brought up that question, so I answered it.
So are you speaking for Jack now? Are you his partner?
So Jack and jinxed don’t have sex every night? I would say to them not to worry, most couples who’ve been together longer than the honeymoon period, don’t have sex every night.
Yes, in fact in the comment that the mod has yet to decide on, I note that not having secks every night is certainly not a problem, although partners wanting different frequencies can be a delicate issue. But unless there are serious problems in the relationship, some compromise can usually be found.
I’m his business partner.. I was just speaking for him..
Well, I’ve got nothing against gay relationships, but having secks with your business partner is probably not a good idea. You don’t want to be jinxed…oh, wait! You already are!
Your mis-understanding what I said. We Jack said “we”(read first comment), he meant the customers and and him.
“We Jack said ‘we’”? Perhaps you mean, “Wee Jack said, ‘Whee!’”
His miss is understanding? That is good to hear.
I would also add to that book an admonition that one should not do anything one doesn’t regret just because you can’t remember it in the morning! And of course, I think for most of us there exists a blood alcohol level beyond which rules or consequences of any kind hold no power of dissuasion. I surely don’t recommend trying to find it, though.
My brain is missing the “alcohol is fun” button. One shot and my nose goes numb and I want to go to sleep. In fact that is why I drink at all; I want my brain to quiet down so I can go to sleep. I’m not happier and my ability do anything, especially thinking, is diminished.
This creates a problem; I can’t rationalize why anyone would drink until they can’t lift a glass or there is nothing more to drink. There is also a loss of conscience and regret for actions while drunk. I have never done anything, but I can tell that the fence is not there.
I do not fit in with a social circle of drinkers, but then I’m not in jail either.
Most, but not all, people have an “alcohol is fun” button, although the extent to which alcohol is pleasureable varies from person to person. In the beginning, alcohol very reliably produced, in me, euphoria, to put it simply. I felt like I was on top of the world. I also became more relaxed, more sociable, more outgoing, more uninhibited, more entertaining. More than one person told me they liked me better when I was drinking in those days. But over time, the effect can change, and it certainly did for me, and people no longer liked the drinking me so much when I was sleepy, argumentative, grouchy, unpredictable, sometimes even violent. People keep drinking until they are in a stupor or it’s all gone because it has become, for them, a compulsion. There isn’t a rational reason to do it at all. That’s what addiction is, a disease process that overwhelms the rational faculties and causes one to keep drinking or drugging even though one isn’t getting anything positive out of it. I never went to jail for anything I did, but I certainly could have, perhaps even for a long time. I was either very lucky, or someone was watching out for me. And yes, the day after drinking I often felt terribly guilty about things I did, or didn’t, do. But when you’re into the process of addiction, the easy solution to those feelings of guilt is to hit the bottle again. Even when alcohol had stopped producing euphoria for me, it still could produce numbness.
I am glad that you were able to overcome that horrible addiction. I was born without the “alcohol is fun” button. So I guess I won’t know what that must feel like.
If you were still an alcoholic, you would probably not be our friend now, so I am glad it worked out this way.
Make no bones about it, I firmly believe that it was God who overcame the addiction, not me. It had me licked. I was powerless. All I did was let Him help.
Whatever gets you through the night is alright.
thats why there is a god
You mean a garden filter?
A rather different twist on bodyshots, definitely
Hey, it rhymes!
I’d suggest not ordering something you really don’t want to get, but hey, I don’t know Jack and I don’t know Jean-Philippe, either.
After enough tequila shots, nothing sounds like a bad idea!
Anything as dangerous as tequila needs to be shot!
Also available in diet c0ck, and cherry flavor. In order to get the cherry flavor, you first have to pop it.
We have ran out of the cherry flavor, would you like a cream soda?
I’ll take the soda, you can keep the cream.
Sorry, its a special deal, no soda without the cream..
In that case, I’ll opt for dehydration.
I bet most bartenders don’t know how to fix one of those!
Just tell the customer to blow off if they want one, then.
Does it come in strawberry flavor? I like strawberries!
I DON’T WANT FRUIT SALAD, I WANT STRAWBERRIES! GIMMIE THE STRAWBERRIES DANGIT!!!
Shadowsplicer,
Maybe I am not the best person to ask for strawberries. I have to save mine for my husband. I am sure you will soon find someone who will give you some strawberries.
Damn.. Shadow whatsyourface… sucks for you
Only if he’ll do it to get some strawberries
*whimpers* So no strawberries for me?
*cries*
Why don’t you pick your own? They will be in the fields forever!
No. They are in the n!pples. That’s why I can’t give him mine.
I don’t know about that. I’ve heard cases of strawberry nipples are highly contagious.
So if la conejita infects shadow, he can lick his
n!pples if he wants strawberries?
Should we ask for pictures?
yeah jinxed cause that aint disturbing at all..
Just so you know, I am not getting near enough ShadowSplicer to pass my strawberries on to him. He will have to find someone else. Like I said, my strawberries are for my husband.
Can you ask PERMISSION to lend the fruit to me?
No one asked, but I don’t know jack, either.
He looks a lot like jinxed, but I don’t know him, either.
And I don’t know Jacques, either.
Welcome to the Jungle!
Some drinking establishments are more aptly named than others.
That name is sure to “rock” the house…
You ain’t lion!
Order your drinks from the bartender, Jungle Jim.
I have to do WHAT now?
No jackin’ c0ck in the bar! If you really must, go out the back.
Yes.
You know I like my women how I like my glass of Jack, with a…
Oh jeebus, that’s funnier than what I was trying to type.