I haven't logged in, in, well, a loooong fuckin' time. I guess I forgot one day that I was a member, and never looked back. Then all the sudden, I get an email, stating that my credit card has expired and that apparently SG needed a new one. Funny to be reminded this way after all this time. I've been getting charged since I joined (which doesn't say much for my financial managment skills) 
, and hadn't visited the site in 14 months. I guess I felt obligated to come back and actually get some usage. Figure out what attracted me to the site in the begining, shouldnt be so hard with all you half naked woman hangin' around. Uhmm.. catch ya later...
Dig in to my psyche, tell me how fucked up I am, it will be fun, I promise...
, and hadn't visited the site in 14 months. I guess I felt obligated to come back and actually get some usage. Figure out what attracted me to the site in the begining, shouldnt be so hard with all you half naked woman hangin' around. Uhmm.. catch ya later...
Dig in to my psyche, tell me how fucked up I am, it will be fun, I promise...
I bang on the door but she won't let me in
'Cause you're sick and tired of me reeking of gin
You lock all the doors from the front to the back
And left me a note telling me I should pack
I walk in the bar and the fella's all cheer
Order me up a whiskey and beer
If you ask me why I'm writing this poem
Some call it tavern, but I call it home
Fuck you I'm drunk, Fuck you I'm drunk
Pour my beer down the sink, I've got more in the trunk
Fuck you I'm drunk, Fuck you I'm drunk
And I'm going to be drunk 'till the next time I'm drunk
You've given me an option, you said I must choose
between you an' the liquor, then I'll take the booze
I'm jumpin' on Western down to the southside
Where I'll sit down and exercise my Irish Pride
Fuck you I'm drunk, Fuck you I'm drunk
Pour my beer down the sink, I've got more in the trunk
Fuck you I'm drunk, Fuck you I'm drunk
And I'm going to be drunk 'till the next time I'm drunk