Dear Drunken Faun,
If you are as old as you say you are...then you most likely lived through Prohibition in the 1930's in America. If so, then how did you manage to survive without a drop of liquor to drink?
Sincerely
Ben Jurken
Dear Ben Juerk-off,
First, I'm real sorry about your most unfortunate name. No one likes you...not even your parents. Second...what the HELL are you talking about?! No liquor? That never happened!
Leola: Yeah it did dumb-ass. Back in the day...way long ago...back when you still had a way with the ladies.
Jackie: ..and the goats and chickens..and...
Shut-up! I can still have a good time with all that! But what is this Probiotic thing you guys say happened with liquor? I was around back then. I caught a ship for the newish land and there was a giant woman who held a flame for me and a big party going down on this island...must have been exclusive cause only foreigners were allowed.
Leola: I can't...even..no, I won't even get into this.
Jackie: Anyway, that was about 15 years before the start of Prohibition. Where were you during the 1930's?
Like... all the 30's or just what I can remember?
Jackie: Well, what can you remember?
Not much really.
Leola: That does not shock in the least bit.
It wasn't all my fault. Drinks were bad then and some were even made in a bathtub...which was a dream come true for me but they seemed to get really mad at me being in there when they were trying to fill bottles.
Leola: I didn't think the term was "Hair of the Goat".
Yeah, some of that caught slipped into some of the luckier bottles. The poor saps that drank that got a little surprise after.
Jackie: Oh...that is so wrong.
Don't seemed so shocked I normally groom in the kitchen at your house. Did you enjoy your muffins this morning?
Jackie: You son of a bitch!!
It's all right, I bathe in Spring showers.
..Leola: It's the middle of August!
Then it's been a while. Anyway, I was able to get a free drink easy. I just went down to the barrel busting that happened about every Friday, laid in the gutters and...
Leola: Shut it!
Jackie: So you lived in the gutters throughout the 30's?
Nah, I shacked up with this nice little dalmatian retriever mix during the week. I only lived in the gutters on the weekends.
Leola: Okay, before he grosses us out anymore, I think we should stop.
Jackie: Agreed. I hope that answers the question cause he is truly making me ill.
I should tell you two about the time in England I met the mythical Hairy Hands of Dartmoor and we had a nice touchy feely night.
Jackie & Leola: Sick ass bastard!
I'll save that one for next time.
If you are as old as you say you are...then you most likely lived through Prohibition in the 1930's in America. If so, then how did you manage to survive without a drop of liquor to drink?
Sincerely
Ben Jurken
Dear Ben Juerk-off,
First, I'm real sorry about your most unfortunate name. No one likes you...not even your parents. Second...what the HELL are you talking about?! No liquor? That never happened!
Leola: Yeah it did dumb-ass. Back in the day...way long ago...back when you still had a way with the ladies.
Jackie: ..and the goats and chickens..and...
Shut-up! I can still have a good time with all that! But what is this Probiotic thing you guys say happened with liquor? I was around back then. I caught a ship for the newish land and there was a giant woman who held a flame for me and a big party going down on this island...must have been exclusive cause only foreigners were allowed.
Leola: I can't...even..no, I won't even get into this.
Jackie: Anyway, that was about 15 years before the start of Prohibition. Where were you during the 1930's?
Like... all the 30's or just what I can remember?
Jackie: Well, what can you remember?
Not much really.
Leola: That does not shock in the least bit.
It wasn't all my fault. Drinks were bad then and some were even made in a bathtub...which was a dream come true for me but they seemed to get really mad at me being in there when they were trying to fill bottles.
Leola: I didn't think the term was "Hair of the Goat".
Yeah, some of that caught slipped into some of the luckier bottles. The poor saps that drank that got a little surprise after.
Jackie: Oh...that is so wrong.
Don't seemed so shocked I normally groom in the kitchen at your house. Did you enjoy your muffins this morning?
Jackie: You son of a bitch!!
It's all right, I bathe in Spring showers.
..Leola: It's the middle of August!
Then it's been a while. Anyway, I was able to get a free drink easy. I just went down to the barrel busting that happened about every Friday, laid in the gutters and...
Leola: Shut it!
Jackie: So you lived in the gutters throughout the 30's?
Nah, I shacked up with this nice little dalmatian retriever mix during the week. I only lived in the gutters on the weekends.
Leola: Okay, before he grosses us out anymore, I think we should stop.
Jackie: Agreed. I hope that answers the question cause he is truly making me ill.
I should tell you two about the time in England I met the mythical Hairy Hands of Dartmoor and we had a nice touchy feely night.
Jackie & Leola: Sick ass bastard!
I'll save that one for next time.
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