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Originally Posted by Ralph Sir Edward
Show her a picture of a derelict drinkin' Thunderbird. and tell her "You're too good to end up like that..."
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She knows what her daddy looks like already. They used to share the bottle when she was just a little girl. Now she has to buy her own bottles. At least it’s cheaper by the gallon.
He lives here. That is when it's warm. In the winter he goes into the big city. Makes damn good money on the street corners. I'm tempted to go with him but it sounds like a lot of work. And he says I gotta loose weight ‘cause no one is gonna give money to someone as fat as me. Damn SOBs.
If she stops drinkin Thunderbird, she might start drinkin Boone's Farm Strawberry wine all the time. Then I'll be too bussy for my sisters and cousins.
Knew I shouldn't have given her some of my beer.
Says the bubbles make her romantic.
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Originally Posted by kennyc
Meth, it's what's for dinner.
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Don't know nuthin, a meth is what she has to clean up after dinner. Well, sooner or later any how.