Remember that night I drank a bunch of vodka, pounded your Jameson because 'you were a pussy', punched you in the face and ran off as fast as my high heels could go? It was just my Russian and Irish sides fighting for genetic dominance
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Sounds like you might be French too since you ran away as fast as you could.
French army rifle for sale, great condition! Never fired, dropped twice.
And yet the French side won in the end. First time anyones had a chance to say that
First time someone's ever thought it. The French always play both sides.
agreed. but then again, of course they do. they're smack between Germany and England. I'd talk pretty to the big bully standing next to me, too.
Yeah, no thanks to the French...
Um no they didn't. They lost both times, and their land was given back to them by their bigger friends.
Had a girlfriend like that. She made up a "Chechnyan Car Bomb" with a shot of vodka dropped in a pint of Imperial Russian Stout. Was fun while it lasted.
Imperial Russian Stout? 3Floyd's Dark Lord?
3Floyds rules! I knew you were cool!
Call me when you know who won. I'll know what drink to order.
I'm Irish. I can drink y'all under the table. Lol
Challenge accepted, meet you under the table!