Today is International Margarita Day

I have no alcohol and no one willing to buy for me.

*sigh*

Margarita Day saddens me.
 
What's sad is a Kentucky boy not being able to find any moonshine. There's just something basically wrong with that.

I honestly don't know where to get any shine that I trust.

Anyone I could get it from would tell my grandpa- who would then beat my ass. And I'm not 14, so that would just piss me off.

Plus- I don't really like to drink fire. I'm a lightweight. If I put something to my lips and it has no taste, but I pour it down my throat and then I realize it was lava- I don't take any more drinks. Because I am, what we here in the mountains, like to call a pansy ass.

I want something painfully gay- like a margarita or something else fruity- or, I dunno, spiced rum or something like that. Not paint thinner.
 
I honestly don't know where to get any shine that I trust.

Anyone I could get it from would tell my grandpa- who would then beat my ass. And I'm not 14, so that would just piss me off.

Plus- I don't really like to drink fire. I'm a lightweight. If I put something to my lips and it has no taste, but I pour it down my throat and then I realize it was lava- I don't take any more drinks. Because I am, what we here in the mountains, like to call a pansy ass.

I want something painfully gay- like a margarita or something else fruity- or, I dunno, spiced rum or something like that. Not paint thinner.

Painfully gay. Hmmmm

Like a mind-eraser?
 
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