Me: How about because bottles of wine are the same as about 5 beers, these are two dollars each, and I still can still eat once I'm starving. And also because I don't care what you think. So I bought 2 buck chuck.
Friend: True, good point.
velocities from you mouth. This liquid is rumoured to be the residue collected from Satan Himself's armpit.
"Damn friday night, nowhere to crash, no money and i feel like getting drunk"
* Reaches into the innermost depths of pockets and produces lint covered shrapnel*
* Combs street and gutters for stray loose change*
*Slams fistfull of sweaty, grimey coins onto the counter of the local Bottle-o*
"Gimme sum of that crap red stuff in the bag in the box"
*1hr later barfing down the slide of the local playground