I drink beer and I cannot lie. I drink tons of beer and pay for it in the morning. Just yesterday, I chugged a few (by a few I man like 9 min) with some friends and now I am paying for it. I woke up at like 4:30AM Eastern farting like a motherfucker. It's what modern day scientist (myself) have been known to call beer flatulence. Something we beer drinkers tend to get. Something that I am proud of. Something that simply smells horrid. I did something some deep thinking...I would rather have beer flatulence than some un-curable disease that would eat away at my own flesh. Can you imagine living with something like that? I don't want a death wish over here, but I had to get that off my chest.
FYI- Somehow my password was reset and I didn't know it, so I had to call Blogger to get it. I may have changed it in a drunken stupor, but that I am back in action. I can post and I assure you that it will only be my thoughts. Random thought. Drunken antics. And foolery.
