Grab on and hold her with both hands.

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You got yourself one hell of a lady friend there, buddy.

From: 40 Hands

A gift from the lady.


Grab on and hold her with both hands.

We’ll understand if you wait until you finish that beer first.

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About big jonny

The man, the legend. The guy who started it all back in the Year of Our Lord Beer, 2000, with a couple of pages worth of idiotic ranting hardcoded on some random porn site that would host anything you uploaded, a book called HTML for Dummies (which was completely appropriate), a bad attitude (which hasn’t much changed), and a Dell desktop running Win95 with 64 mgs of ram and a six gig hard drive. Those were the days. Then he went to law school. Go figure. Flagstaff, Arizona, USA

4 thoughts on “Grab on and hold her with both hands.

  1. I used to enjoy that stuff in huge quantity when I was young. Many years later I tried one and about gagged. Maybe they changed the brew. Maybe it was just the natural resiliancy of youth. Or maybe one’s tastebuds change as one grows older. Whatever; it made me sad because the stuff sure was yummy, back when I was young.

  2. Well, we’re both getting older then. Because nailing back a forty of that swill is just below slamming my hand in a drawer on my list of things to do this summer.

  3. As long as It’s ICE cold, I can bear it. Once it reaches ‘just cool’ it’s going down the drain.

  4. Well, at the moment I am enjoying a glass of Pottsville’s finest, after several shots of rum. The Amber Lager is ice cold, and the aromas of the dinner my beloved is making are wafting through the house. Life is good.

    And I might yet try me some Mickeys, just for old time’s sake.