A 3", bouncer bashing, 17 pint Leprechaun. He spends his day penetrating his dyson, and
glazing the inside. When all spunked out he gets out his step ladder and climbs onto his chair and tells the zone lobby how many drinks he had today, plays a game of
TA, loses, cries, makes an excuse, quits
TA, comes out of retirement, and the cycle begins again. yo