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'Sup.
My name is the Caveman. Ain't nothin I like better than catching a damn fish by it's gills with my bare hands. That is, of course, after I reel it onto the shore with my fishing pole, but I still catch that motherfucker by its gills totally bare handed after that.... Actually , the only thing I like better than that is a nice warm shot of Rich and Rare whiskey. Yup. Other pussies will puke up or choke on this shit, because Rich and Rare isn't made for sissy boys. Rich and Rare is all man juice. Only real men can handle the smooth and crisp bite of R&R because its so rich... and rare. |
| All my friends live in the city, but I like to keep my distance from the city because you never know when one of those bastard city slickers is gonna try and come take your new bottle of Rich and Rare. Living in the country ain't no hard business though. I like my tall pine trees and stray deer strolling through my kitchen every once and a while. I mean, where else could you wake up in the morning totally nude, walk out onto your front porch and take a long, steaming leak all over the flower bed and driveway? not in that bastard of a city. Out here we make our own rules. Guns? no problem. Pouring oil into the ground in your back yard? nope no environmentalist bastard tattletales here. Checking out your neighbor's wife through the wild shrubbery in between the houses? she don't even notice you. | ||
| I
keep the Shot Knight oath to a tee. Drink when dranken upon and drink
up all the time. I love kicking ass with them Knights and having the
night of drinking kick my ass. Shot Knights are sweeeeeet.... |
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"SWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEET!!!!!" |
Interrogation:
Age:
Bar
You'll Never Go Back To: Do
Bartenders Or Waitresses Love Or Hate You? |