Drinking for all it's worth
Arms, legs, the usual.
I also seem to be running the site.
I may get around to writing some actual stories at some point.
"He's just standing there. At the bar. Drinking. Shots. Shot after shot after shot."
Her companion nodded, dark glasses concealing blind eyes. "You're sure?"
"Yeah. I've never seen anyone drink so much milk."
No prequels yet. Why not write one?
No sequels yet. Why not write one?
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- #842 Posted 7 years ago
Heh. Nicely done.
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