My life is filled with squirrels/and ten million beautiful girls

Posted: November 7, 2015 in Fridge Note, Shovels

We are all aware that I have a long standing beef with squirrels.

Now, just one more reason to be disrespectful:  turns out the nut-munching motherfuckers can’t handle their booze:

Hah!  Hah!

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Comments
  1. M. Bouffant says:

    I’d like to see you climb a tree after you’ve been at the pumpkin beer.

    Srsly tho, how much fun would getting falling-down drunk be if you were as flexible/limber as that little bastard & could just get up again every time you fell over?

  2. herr doktor bimler says:

    Skwirl can take on any other tree rodent on this branch, come at me ya bastidges!
    Skwirl has no idea how that birdbox fell out of the tree.

  3. I live in a state without professional football, so teh Packer game was on TV not here.

    Somewhere in the middle of the second quarter the drugs began to take hold.

    I paid attention on the mobile device for a bit and then decided my time was better spent trying to figure out how many pencils I could insert into my temples, I mean, mow the lawn. I suspect that Dom Capers will not be next to me in the line for Greeter interviews at Walmart, although he should. As such, this is bad news for the Packers, but lucky for Walmart, as he’d fuck that up also too. Also, it’s good news for McCain.

Go ahead, tell me how I fucked up this time.

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