He's like David Carradine's character in whatever his mostly boring and sanctimonious old west show was called. Fuck, it was just called "Kung Fu", wasn't it?
But he did have Cannonball Adderly, and some other great musician dude in that one episode, which was dumb overall aside from the really fucking cool music parts... but I guess I digress... stupid bourbon!
But if I'm going to digress, I had best do so thoroughly! I once had a friend who was really REALLY into silly kung fu training exercises. You know, like getting kicked in the balls enough to where he grew resistant to being kicked in the balls. Almost hardcore, but mostly just WTF. Long story short, he's the only guy I ever racked a round in my shotgun, finger on the trigger, muzzle to his face. But he tried to rape my wife and had broken one of her teeth... but that's another story, I guess, and this comment has gone on for too long. And wait, what the fuck were we talking about? Oh yeah! Bourbon! This bourbon is nice.
Thanks, chum!
But holy hell, how am I enjoying a Jim Beam branded product this much?! Do you think I have a problem? I may be in need of an intervention.
I mean you like side tracked what the post was originally about. You just, you failed at relevancy to OP's subject material, yes you need an intervention! Call somebody right now... Call a doctor! Call the poison center or just run out on the street naked. Tell a police officer you need help. Tell him you just attempted to a forum conversation due to alcohol concerns... he'll understand your intervention needs. The system will take care of you, the judge will sort you out. A good psychiatrist will cry with you too.
;P
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