just_muse_me | 13.2.5. Vices
13.2.5. What are your vices and would you ever give them up?
It probably ain’t the time to answer this question with a hangover, yeah? An’ there I was gonna all go with writin’ about sex but that ain’t even good when ya’ hung over. It’s pretty damn good when ya’ drunk, though… at least, I think it is, most of the time. But hey, why couldn’t damn term papers have questions like this instead of stupid shit like what colour Shakespeare’s shit was when he wrote Romeo and Juliet? I’ll tell ya’, if a chick started quotin’ Shakespeare at me, I would be well turned off. ‘Less o’course she had nice tits.
So, anyway. Vices. Google tells me that Miami Splice is a porno I really need t’get my hands on a vice is a practice or habit considered immoral, depraved, and/or degrading in the associated society. I mean, what the fuck? D’ya realise just how many fun things that means a vice could be? Hell, pickin’ ya’ nose could be classed as a vice. Starin’ at a chick’s ass could be a vice. I ain’t listin’ ‘em all. No fuckin’ way. I’m practically a walkin’ vice. I ain’t givin’ them up, either. O’course, I ain’t so stupid t’know that y’all probably talkin’ about shit like smokin’ an’ drinkin’. I don’t smoke but lately I seem to have a hell of a lot of people tellin’ me I need t’give up drinkin’. So let’s go with that because I certainly ain’t fuckin’ given up sex or pervin’ on asses.
I ain’t a football player anymore, so I don’t see what the big deal is about quittin’ drinkin’. I like beer. I like it a hell of a lot. Hangovers ain’t so great, but who cares? Six keeps goin’ on ‘bout my liver or somethin’, but what’s that got t’do with anythin’? Still, I’ve quit before, I guess I could do it again. The only thing is, gotta find somethin’ else t’fill the gap of the beer, right? I ain’t takin’ up knittin’ or some shit. Gotta go t’college, so I guess now is as good a time as any to cut back… only, ain’t that kinda stupid? Isn’t college supposed to be the best years of ya’ life? How are ya’ supposed t’live it up without a decent brew in ya’ hand?
So, t’answer the question, I’m gonna go with no. Hey, there ain’t an exam on this, is there? Where’s a damn rally girl when ya need one?
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It probably ain’t the time to answer this question with a hangover, yeah? An’ there I was gonna all go with writin’ about sex but that ain’t even good when ya’ hung over. It’s pretty damn good when ya’ drunk, though… at least, I think it is, most of the time. But hey, why couldn’t damn term papers have questions like this instead of stupid shit like what colour Shakespeare’s shit was when he wrote Romeo and Juliet? I’ll tell ya’, if a chick started quotin’ Shakespeare at me, I would be well turned off. ‘Less o’course she had nice tits.
So, anyway. Vices. Google tells me that Miami Splice is a porno I really need t’get my hands on a vice is a practice or habit considered immoral, depraved, and/or degrading in the associated society. I mean, what the fuck? D’ya realise just how many fun things that means a vice could be? Hell, pickin’ ya’ nose could be classed as a vice. Starin’ at a chick’s ass could be a vice. I ain’t listin’ ‘em all. No fuckin’ way. I’m practically a walkin’ vice. I ain’t givin’ them up, either. O’course, I ain’t so stupid t’know that y’all probably talkin’ about shit like smokin’ an’ drinkin’. I don’t smoke but lately I seem to have a hell of a lot of people tellin’ me I need t’give up drinkin’. So let’s go with that because I certainly ain’t fuckin’ given up sex or pervin’ on asses.
I ain’t a football player anymore, so I don’t see what the big deal is about quittin’ drinkin’. I like beer. I like it a hell of a lot. Hangovers ain’t so great, but who cares? Six keeps goin’ on ‘bout my liver or somethin’, but what’s that got t’do with anythin’? Still, I’ve quit before, I guess I could do it again. The only thing is, gotta find somethin’ else t’fill the gap of the beer, right? I ain’t takin’ up knittin’ or some shit. Gotta go t’college, so I guess now is as good a time as any to cut back… only, ain’t that kinda stupid? Isn’t college supposed to be the best years of ya’ life? How are ya’ supposed t’live it up without a decent brew in ya’ hand?
So, t’answer the question, I’m gonna go with no. Hey, there ain’t an exam on this, is there? Where’s a damn rally girl when ya need one?
Tim's Jason/Six/J is itwontstopme
Word Count | 408