This wee little rat was the only one to get away when the ship went down. You can thank the big guy up stairs for making sweet delicious rum and the fine buoyant bottles they come in.
Well I finally have a computer again so I guess we can change out these stale old words (that apparently only Quinn liked) for something new and fun...WEEEEEEE!
So lucky week 13's words are 1.) Rodent 2.) Booze
I hope someone out there makes a 'slipping a mickey' joke. I know I wont...it's way too high-brow for me. ARMSTRONG OUT!
I know it's "sketch" to death but I couldn't help my self. I'll be sure to just sketch from now on, so I can sleep soundly at night knowing that my fellow posters aren't going to murder me in my sleep.....wait sleep? that's a funny concept :P
Once you feel the blues, I mean really feel it, the music takes a hold of you. It gets in your soul, your heart, and your mind. The only way to let your soul fly free, is to live the blues. Live it.
This is about battling substance dependence...or something. I'm pretty sure neon-green caffeine juice is the sole reason I survived finals last semester...it's also the sole reason my insides no longer work properly. I think I'm blind in one eye and if kidney seizures are a real thing, I might have em.