Stay drunk…this way you won’t know what’s going on in the country. Probably a die-hard Obama supporter.
Drunk Man Vs A Door
24 Friday Aug 2012
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24 Friday Aug 2012
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Stay drunk…this way you won’t know what’s going on in the country. Probably a die-hard Obama supporter.
OOOOOOO, THANK YOU! I reallly needed that!
ROFLMAO TIPPIMP!!!
Davids way of lol
MJ, I used to own nightclubs. I looked like that a lot! I was driving home one night in this old car (LOVED IT) 1964 fixed up Lincoln Continental. That specific Lincoln didn’t have a hood ornament.
A cop pulled me over. to ask me why I was driving in the middle of the road.
“Well officer, I’m drunk. I just live a few blocks away and I know I can drive. However, IF YOU WILL NOTICE, this damn car doesn’t have a hood ornament on it. Can you believe they built it this way!!!”
He said, “Huh”?
Yes, sir, I mean, “No, sir. It does NOT have a hood ornament on it so I can’t line up the car with the yellow stripe in the road to keep me in the right lane! And, I don’t wanna hurt anybody. Understand?
He followed me home. Bless His Heart.
Please feel free to delete this. lol
Why should I delete it, sounds like a great time
I didn’t have any movies! LOL
Then there was the time….lol
No, really, I took very good care of my people who spent all of their $ in my clubs. I promoted/managed several nightclubs in hotels. I made a deal with the managers of the hotels, that IF I had all of parties for the locals (birthday, anniversary, a “raise in pay)..OR .because it was Wednesday, etc., their parties, meetings, etc, in there — spent lotsa $$ in high tabs in the bar .did they have rooms I could put them in to sleep it off at a discount? I’d call their wives to tell them they were safe and NO he was alone….”
Very very successful hotel clubs!
I sing all over, but now low scale, places all over the s.west are broke.
you heard my ‘moving on up’, right?
F-king democrat no doubt. Cum drunk mfer.
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I’d get so loaded, in my younger days, that I’d drive REAL slow. It was a good strategy. Instead of crashing into a tree, I’d sort of bump into it at 2 miles an hour. The tree didn’t seem to mind. I’d get out of the car to check the damage, and barf on the tree trunk. Now THAT pissed off the tree.