he was slightly off…
I thought that asking for tequila would get me milk.
Or anything else that I wanted … besides booze, of course.
But apparently, when I ask for tequila …
… I get some kinda tilky mequila. Wait, that can’t be it.
Milky tequila? Yeah, that. Kinda gross, and yet I can’t stop drinking it.
WAIT … I can’t feel my nose … did my nose just leave? … I hope he brings back pizza.