Tuesday, February 3, 2009

You're no Maverick


No that's fine. Keep those sunglasses on, Chris Ferguson. I know you hid those aces in your goddamn chubby cheeks. So chubby...must...squeeze. GAH! That's it. I won't let you work your voodoo on me any longer. I'm going to take these ten dollars home....except...just, front me fifty okay? Just this one time! Sixty on Rooster Cogburn! I'm GOING. I'm going...asshole.

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  1. And hey, Baby, why don't you not drink Coronas that weigh more than you? Just a thought. You know, because you might die of alcohol poisoning and all.

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  2. My favorite part is the beer bottle being the same size as the baby. I think it's because having a beer bottle as big as me has always been a dream.

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