RED MEAT Transcendental Medication from the secret files of max cannon
Did I tell you that I caught my demon-wife cheating on me? With a damn incubus! She said I didn't satisfy her needs! Hrmmmpph.
It seemed like a good idea at the time.
Her "needs!" I'm a flaming skull! She knew I didn't have the equipment when we got married! I guess fiery kisses on the veranda aren't enough for her anymore.
I thought we would settle this whole soul-eating thing once and for all.
I work all night to bring her tormented souls. But is that enough for her? Noooooo! And her mother! Don't get me started on that harpy. And I mean harpy...
Never enter a shot contest with someone who only weighs ten pounds.
2004-03-03 10:11:16By Cruel_Meta

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8I'm voting 8 b/c this had to be inspired by Max's latest
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8+1 for "And I mean harpy"
7--THM
7-DB
7Good concept. Why not more original complaining? Tam
7This is different. I like the drunk FS concept..crz
6+1 on reread -bbg
6this works...just... -IS
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6every drunk needs a shoulder to cry on....you know
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6Cute idea. --VX
6not LOL, but I can sympathize enough for a 6 -herp
6skull gets drunk, bitches about his wife, what's not to get?
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5-IF
5 - BFJ -
5Remove Earl's #1 and #2. -BN
5"shot contest" was confusing, "drinking contest" better? (+1 from orig. vote)
5Doesn't do anything for me.
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5earl's lines don't mesh with BS
4-Torgo
4-FV
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3messy and goes nowhere (CB)
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1Splat

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