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Frank Toliver
December 17th, 2007, 12:54 PM
Cowboy Zeke,

I am sorry that I got you so drunk on Saturday night that you ran face first into the end of an opened door that you would have otherwise would have been able to distinguish as open. That's quite a shiner you have now. I hope you can forgive men, and we can still be a unified entity.

Your Friend,

Cowboy Zeke

WhiteNightshade
December 17th, 2007, 12:57 PM
:rofl:rofl:rofl:rofl:rofl

Mishko Novosel
December 17th, 2007, 12:57 PM
Cowboy Zeke,

I am sorry that I got you so drunk on Saturday night that you ran face first into the end of an opened door that you would have otherwise would have been able to distinguish as open. That's quite a shiner you have now. I hope you can forgive men, and we can still be a unified entity.

Your Friend,

Cowboy Zeke


Zeke you need to call the FDA....

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mgbrashear3@aol.com
December 17th, 2007, 01:18 PM
Cowboy Zeke,

I am sorry that I got you so drunk on Saturday night that you ran face first into the end of an opened door that you would have otherwise would have been able to distinguish as open. That's quite a shiner you have now. I hope you can forgive men, and we can still be a unified entity.

Your Friend,

Cowboy Zeke

Don't feel bad, I know how you feel...I had a few too many bud lights Saturday night also, and stuck a oyster knife thru my palm. I am still mad at myself. :(

PC}{Magician
December 17th, 2007, 01:42 PM
Starkle starkle little twink
who the heck you are I think
I'm not under what you call
the alcofluence of incohol
I'm just a little slort of sheep
I'm not drunk like tinkle peep
I don't know who is me yet
but the drunker I stand here the longer I get
Just give me one more drink to fill me cup
'cuz I got all day sober to Sunday up.

:)

melcur
December 18th, 2007, 03:10 PM
One time I was pulled over [I wasn't actually pulled over, more like approached] for having parked between two trees in a residential neighborhood home/yard, the result of turning to quickly and sharply to the right. The cop asked me to recite my ABC's, I hadn't even got to C when he said "You're going to jail!"

Not long after that, I quit drinking.