A story from childhood Christmas
hey guys. your favourite canadian here! how's it going? great, awesome, glad to hear it. anyway, it's been a long time been a long time been a long lonely lonely lonely lonely lonely time *que that sick riff in A*
by the way, i can speak pretty good russian now ;)
ok here's my story about when i got drunk at christmas when i was a kid.
I drank my first beer at the age of 12. Tasted so good I had a few more. After about 9 or 10 of them, my parents finally came home. They found me vomiting all over the Christmas tree with my pants around my feet and tv remote shoved up my ass. Lets just say that night ended with a spanking. Sorry, mom.
swag.
by the way, i can speak pretty good russian now ;)
ok here's my story about when i got drunk at christmas when i was a kid.
I drank my first beer at the age of 12. Tasted so good I had a few more. After about 9 or 10 of them, my parents finally came home. They found me vomiting all over the Christmas tree with my pants around my feet and tv remote shoved up my ass. Lets just say that night ended with a spanking. Sorry, mom.
swag.