Doghead's Cosmic Bar

oh that f'n sucks!
An era has just passed.
Dogh'd- a round of Mescal doubles with an everclear back for everyone present- even the root beer drinking kid- on me.
Hunter S. Thompson: your straight gonzo journalism and your hazed psychotic tales will live on forever as a testiment to a freak that had a very small window of opportunity to exist in and you threw rocks through that window until it was a open portal. Cheers to you and love from the Earthly plane. *drinks all three shots*

Better save one of those shots for me

'A round for everyone on me' includes you, m'friend- drink up and think of the great man

*totally oblivious*
Oh thanks Dogh'd! Wait... they are from Rev?

*to the closest possible person*
He still wants me, pshhh- trying to get me drunk!!
He'll get a thank you- but thats all he's getting!

Talking to yourself, Rev?

Thanks for that shot, by the way.

Im sorry what was that laydee?

OHMIGOD- what the hell has happened to me?!?!?!?

*Goes running in search of roommate*

*weeps into his shot of mescal*

I miss Shadyman!

OHHHHHHHHHHHH SHADY!!!!!!!! Where are you???????

CONGRATURATION!

Hmmm... con-grat-u-ration... With metal bars on your portion of food? That sounds hard on the teeth!