Run to the hills.
Ah change. Happened 10 years ago for me.
I could only find empty bottles of rum. That's actually a nightmare. No, that's actually reality. Oh, now i get it. The rum is gone. Ahhhhhhhhhh
Yes. I got bored of looking at my past flashing by and just switched it off. All I saw was a holy bottle of ambrosiac fluid that I couldn't...
I've never had a taco.
Me bottle is over. Ah well, soon is the word.
Rum and idli. Idli and rum.
Last time I was prancing around with me bottle, it was eloquently referred to as life.
No.
Sleep is a waste of time and highly overrated.
Not quite. You are you.
Its death mate not the end. Prove me right or wrong and the answer will be yours to gulp down.
Ah, liver failure is quite a drag. Liven it up.
Never had a lawn and thus haven't mowed one. Would probably do it in the night meself.
The drink needs me and I grant her wish so as to facilitate her survival.
"you're a fighter,Anna..attack life.." From some cat
Clicking on a thread titled "What's you biggest regret?".
You seem like a nice person. Cup of tea then?
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