my poor hurting sloshbucket

regret is what happens when you drink a bottle of champagne to yourself, jubilantly.

perhaps if beer were served with a side of regret it wouldn’t hurt as much?

sigh, where’s my bacon hero & coffee?

*current persona: nihilarian*

heres-to-beer

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