At the wedding I tried to stop Stewart.He likes schmokin the hash untill he gits that schnot faced look,starts swayin
back and forth slack jawed and empty with snot flowing down his face, rollin over his lips in gobs and drippin from the
lower lip and chin onto his shirt, bubblin...he kisses his Bride to be. Later in
the street,goggly and gurglin like he cries out giv me da kleenex. This is a snoobler.