NormPot the piss
I can drink a shitload of piss. Piss my hardearned up against the wall weekly. Shit, it's hard to knockback piss. I can knock it back by the potload. Pots of piss are surely shit-hot. On a cold one even, a shitlot of shit-hot cold ones, I can knockback. On the odd occasion that I knockback a pot of piss you'll think that I'm shitting you. I shit you not, a shitlot of the shit-hot, I can't knockback. Stare at full jugs on a hot one on a lot of piss, or not. Knockback jugs never, not on a handful of nuts, anyway. Don't hold back on the nuts and I'll come across a little squirt, piss pullers. I can sit on a stool all bloody day; I'm just a regular Norm. Beer is not cause to have a nap in the prime of your life. Seeing your life flash before your eyes can take years through special goggles. This slab is dedicated to the first one that I ever sank. I certainly can sink a silly assortment of stubbies. Hopping beverages taste better in glass but cans are convenient. Store that in the old memory bank and then drink it to the deep recesses of your data processor. The pot is a receptacle for piss. It doesn't tickle to have one smashed over your melon. Nobody has ever glassed anyones melon with a jug. Don't go pissing on your jugs though; it's just not on. This slab has fallen; it's flat! What's a pot to me is a schooner to others no less me than me. Pot and schooner: equal.
Rugby World Cup 2007
...are you drawing deep water giNORMous?
I hope so...I do like your art....
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I didn't even go off tap...or nuts...or all frothy...
because I'm basically well, apart from the dog's tail going back and forth...counting down to le cup...
Norm...