My Friend

I, umm had this friend, yeah that’s it, I-He’d been drinking quite a bit.   A long, gross story short   Take my-his word for it, When he-I say ‘This tastes like shit’.

Ever marvel at how uncivilized and unrefined we were just a century ago? In 1920, no one was shitting up a toilet 10,000 feet in the air travelling 700 mph while downloading tranny porn to their smart phone. Those are times I'm glad I never lived in.