Nonculture

shots and fire and coffee beans. c'mon now.

So I’ll unlock it again, fuck it.  I’ve promised to start updating this and keep it open god knows how many times in past posts, even one with Jesus in it (praise him), so y’know, I should probably hedge my bets because I need all the help I can get winning the goddamn lottery.  Hook it up, Jebus, hook-it-up.

I’m drunk enough to open it up, not drunk enough to post…yet.  There is still hope for the weekend.

Look, a different drunk person with a worse t-shirt

This is great, I had no idea this shit was still here.  Rum seems to have magical powers regularly, but this supercedes regularity, and gives the Cap’n true navigational skillz.  I had a blog that I neglected to block.  How about that.  Well goddamn, guess I’ll have to start this shit up again.

Firstly, it would appear that I need to apologize to all internet eyes for that previous post.  I would guess it seemed funny when I was drunk and used it almost a year ago, were I able to recall such things 5 minutes after they happened.  I have grown a lot in the last year, and think I might be more mature, and with that in mind I look back upon that crazy ass fat bitch and am like, damn, wtf was I thinking, sir or madam or other mature greeting term?

Or whatever.  I think you need to read between the lines above and take from it what is important, which is mainly that I forgot this was here and will start it up again, which is great, and also that my last post was unmerciful to the eyes.  Those are what is important.  Ignore the rest, such as I am drunk as fuck right now.

Less interesting shit forthcoming in future posts.   Boo-ya.

Secondly, I have no idea what the picture for this post is, but it is the top image post for googling “drunken forget” somehow.  Someone is a genius with that image placement shit, so good for them.