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