36th. Therefore, I shall shortly commence to drink. And I invite those of you who are so inclined to drink with me. And, lest we forget, Uncle Albert cuckolds his little purse dog by taking it up the ass from German Shepherds.
36 years old.....looks 45........drinking with buddies on the internet instead of in bars. Man, yousa a badass right dere!
I've lived hard, spent the last few years taking it easy for the change of it and I don't drive. Any other questions? For those who are interested, this drink is brought to you by the letter, "Pyrat XO."
Yep. What do you call "living hard"? Why are you taking it easy? Why don't you drive (not that I do either)? Pyrat XO - nice. Not that I drink a lot of spirits/hard liquor these days.
Rough childhood. Led a life of crime. Have lived on the street. Because I can. Because I can't afford to anymore. It's tasty. If you pick up the habit again, Pyrat's about the smoothest rum you'll find.
I prefer a good brandy or a good scotch. But I only drink them occasionally now. Same with wine. I like them, but they no longer like me. Always been a party type, but reckon I might even give up the beer now. Age is catching up with me and my liver/waistline.
Never had brandy. I figure I'll hold off on that for another 5 years at least. I don't feel like it'd fit too well with my character or my station in life, if you can believe that. I'm a scoundrel, and I'm poor, and I've been both for a very long time. Somehow I just can't picture me sipping brandy. Rum seems more appropriate to somebody like me.
What's that shit about? You're just the right age for a nice brandy....especially if you're buying XO rums! You need to try a nice glass of Otard Gold. Mmmmmmmm. Am I to assume whiskey is not your bag either? Can't beat a Black Label or a Talisker (or some absurdly expensive jobbie).
Hell, no, I like whiskey just fine. Killed a bottle of Devil's Cut last weekend with some friends of mine, and I'll never pass up a glass of Bushmill's.
Damn, old-timer! Happy birthday to you come Sunday. I probably won't remember, on account of I'll probably get Alzheimer's at the stroke of midnight tonight.
How the hell do you get away with not driving in metro Phoenix? Happy birthday, get yourself wasted and crank out some shitty scripts. Hollywood'll eat that shit right up!
I just never go anywhere I can't walk to. Unfortunately, that distance is probably diminishing. That's the plan, assuming I don't fall off my chair.