A single man's life as seen through the bottom of a beer glass at the corner bar.
Friday, December 07, 2012
Happy Hour
My Roomate thinks happy hour starts at 10:00 pm. I think bed time starts at 10:00 pm. Nothing good happens after midnight, I like to call it safe earlier than that.
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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