the other night i killed half a handle in like an hour, got hella plastered at my bros and just started reciting the prayer scene from there will be blood while on my knees
my friend was like 'chill' cuz his kids and ex gf were upstairs but i was like PIKACHU FACE, FUCK U
then i just silently stormed off and said we can't be friends anymore
he tried to make up with me today by offering me a steak dinner but i was like na i just wanna be alone and get drunk and let the hate flow through me without harming anyone else
word up
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A lot of top guys have dark moods. That Winston Churchill drank a quart of brandy before breakfast. Napoleon, he was a moody fuck, too.
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