Probably, Slartibartfast for the bar and Tintinnabulation for the drink. It's contents would be wood alcohol and leaded gasoline.
Ya rly! ^_^
Too many lolicons.
Yet..........
Don't get soft on me now.
A mans place is in a cage, with shackles and a collar that makes his eyes pop.
Take me captain, take me now.
Steel breaks under pressure, he has a diamond encrusted high density rubber bladder.
It's been proven scientifically that a paper can in fact be folded in half more than seven times. Watch the discovery channel.
Simple. I regress in maturity each day and all the life skills I gain one day is lost the next. So, I'm always as mature as a 1 year old. So yes I bawl at everything and throw up on myself.
I agree, and I know that essentially nothing would get improved without competition. I should've put in something about that. Oh well, live and learn, learn and forget.
Right now I'm thinking that I'd never ever be in the situation where I'd be next to and on speaking terms with the most attractive person I know and I find that far off occurrence impossible to picture. The dying kid would probably be just as repulsed, but I'd have to do them a favor just because, even though it means literally nothing since they're not gonna have time to remember it or anything since they'll be rotting in the ground in a couple days, it'll ease my conscience knowing I helped someone out.
