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