Facts…

I know not the first thing about anything. Yet after I am consumed by the promiscuity and promise of relaxed warmth, that the nectars containing alcohol brings upon the departure of my sobriety, I will know the last thing about everything…

I don’t know the first thing about anything, but if I am pissed I know the last thing about everything.

I don’t know nuthink, unless I’m pissed, then I’m a riaght loud mouth, know what am sayin…

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