Thankful Thursday. Thirsty Three Times Think Thickish

[Conan]

Oh no.... he's going in for the kill..... he can smell beaver

I just almost shot bourbon out my nose, shit.

 

[HappyDuckie]

Is he a chihuahua? Or rat terrier?

Chihuahua.

 

[muddy75]

I just almost shot bourbon out my nose, shit.

i just PEED!

 

[Sapphire Sebright]

This is nothing. I will see what the mice think of the phallus i fashioned earlier this week. It's currently on the mantle. Along with the bdsm zipper mask, and the poop stamp. Did I mention that my office is nuts? Or I guess Shane and I are nuts. Whatever. The others follow suit or get called babies.

Guess I'm a baby, then.

 

[muddy75]

I just almost shot bourbon out my nose, shit.

still 4 Roses??? that bottle was looking pretty empty last night

 

[HappyDuckie]

the big one wanted to bark at things before bed.

 

[Conan]

still 4 Roses??? that bottle was looking pretty empty last night

Good eye, muddy! I am finishing it off.





Plus I bought another one.

 

[Chookwagn]

Good eye, muddy! I am finishing it off.





Plus I bought another one.

Only right thing to do!

 

[R2elk]

Eating beavers is okay. Isolation sucks.

I am isolated constantly. It isn't any big deal.

 

[Conan]

Guess I'm a baby, then.

But you're a blood princess, so I love you anyways. We gotta be crazy there. Death care is not fun by nature. Gotta have a wicked, evil sense of humor to survive. My side, the art department, are the real freaks. We're all assholes. Shouldn't be allowed to speak to customers. We don't answer phones.
Customer service and shipping is more normal (booorrring). They have dog treats. We have a mantle of depravity.