twenty-one beers

[shutupsammy]

It doesn't matter how many times I brush, floss and gargle, I am never gonna get the taste of skuzzy demon tongue out of my mouth. Or my soul. My essence feels dirty. Dirty in ways that nothing can fix

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[call_me_spooky]

I'm thinking it never happened is the way to go.

[shutupsammy]

Oh, if only. If only, dude.

[call_me_spooky]

Mind over matter, seriously. That's how I'm gonna deal.

...Either that or just kill enough brain cells that I actually do forget.

[shutupsammy]

You know what's good for that?

Drinking. Drinking is what's good for that.

[call_me_spooky]

That's part of the tentative plan. I'm out of frozen O.J, though.

[shutupsammy]

Then it's time for whiskey and 7Up.

[call_me_spooky]

Truer words were never spoken. You're wise beyond your years.