“The Belly Rules the Mind”
Now I lay me down to sleep, a bottle of vodka at my feet, if I shall die before...
the road to great wine is littered with beer bottles
These mad mustachio purple-hued maltworms.– Shakespeare
Hail, hail, plump paunch, O the founder of taste For fresh meats, or powdered,...
Could man be drunk for ever With liquor, love, or fights, Lief should I rouse...
Nothing in Nature’s sober found, But an eternal health goes round. Fill...
What happened? What usually happens to a man—a woman. Seems like he...
Vodka is our enemy, so let’s finish it off.
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Knock you out.– Mama (via wilwheaton)