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the age old adage rings loud 1 tequila, 2 tequila, 3 tequila FLOOR! I look around and I see some simple ******** some lying in their own filth when will you learn it is sip not slam god forbid you order training wheels next one with lime and salt better be eating crisps not drinking bartender pour me the long glass let me savor a whiskey back i've got drinking to do tequila for me and everyone standing i plan on looking at my liver in the face tomorrow. bring me the bottles because if you didn't know joe crow and jameson are long lost cousins and play something loud lets see if this liquid gold makes them dance. :D
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Mar 11, 2010
Mar 11, 2010 at 11:21 PM UTC
tequila nights and whiskey backs
the age old adage rings loud 1 tequila, 2 tequila, 3 tequila FLOOR! I look around and I see some simple ******** some lying in their own filth when will you learn it is sip not slam god forbid you order training wheels next one with lime and salt better be eating crisps not drinking bartender pour me the long glass let me savor a whiskey back i've got drinking to do tequila for me and everyone standing i plan on looking at my liver in the face tomorrow. bring me the bottles because if you didn't know joe crow and jameson are long lost cousins and play something loud lets see if this liquid gold makes them dance. :D
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Mar 11, 2010
Mar 11, 2010 at 11:21 PM UTC
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