You should try talking to her in a fake French accent to impress her. She'll dig that.

I'll either be a stammering idiot, a drunken charmer, or a drunken creep. Updates to come, she's been at the shop every other day for like 2 weeks now.

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I stick by my original answer which is amazing but also

- Alex Turner
- critical analysis of ridiculous tv shows like TW
- being the best wifey I can be
- getting money for nothing
- sex toys
- being a magical princess bitch

-Remembering to eat
-Drinking enough water
-Not peeing my pants in public
-Sleeping

Not crapping your pants in is public isn't a priority I see.

As long as it doesn't make any dark, wet, visible spots, it's all good.

I just listened to a podcast where Scott Ian related a story about betting drunk with Lemmy, blacking out, and waking up with **** in his pants. Was epic.

I've said it before in this thread but music is still the answer, especially creating it. If you tell me to stop playing for some arbitrary reason like your infant can't sleep or I'm disturbing your backwards idea of peace, you've made yourself a powerful enemy. I'm generally an easygoing guy but that's the one thing that makes me livid and potentially violent.

Meh.