A single man's life as seen through the bottom of a beer glass at the corner bar.
Saturday, June 20, 2009
Cans
I saved my beer cans for a year, went to so ghetto ass place to turn them in, and got $27 for them. While loading them in the Renter's car I thought I had a drinking problem. I guess I don't drink enough.
The story of a single, sexually deprived guy who spends way too much time at the corner bar drinking way too many beers and beating off way too much for a guy in his 30's.
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