My evening cocktail.
I hab a straenj relashunship wif mai food. An drinks.
Sink-O de My-O*
*My Sink ~Loosely translated after several Margaritas
Butt(!) srsly, ai'm fien.
Stumble, stumble, "Why is the grass so high? Where's my keys? Am I at the right house?"
This concludes my impression of you when you return from a party on Saturday night.
Awl teh wurlds a staej, u know.
Mama needs a cocktail.
TEE GEE AI EFF.
You really shouldn't make sandwiches when you're drunk.
Iss okay. Ai know da feeling.
Liez!! Theres no scotch in here!
ai haz a hyooj disappointed ober dis!
Hmmm. Which goes best with daisies?
mai voat iz fer all ob dem!
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