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"Really? How the heck do you consume that much without seriously damaging your stomach?" Cannon asks. "I have an idea. You take a quarter gallon for every shot I take of heavy whisky. That should have roughly equal effect, right?"
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Why not? *i pick up a jug*
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Cannon smirks and takes a shot.
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*i down most of the jug* -hic-
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Cannon takes another shot, his head beginning to spin. "Ha ha, this is kinda... Kinda fun."
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*i laugh* Kinda? *i take another swig and laugh some more*
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Cannon takes another. The room is definantly spinning now. "Yeah! Hahahaha! Most fun I've had in days!"
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*Q takes another swig* Oohh boy.. i gotta use the bathroom...
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Laughs harder and drinks, spilling half of it across his face.
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*Q drinks more* I once ate a sandwich bigger den mee.. took shome time to finishh..
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Cannon drinks more and starts to sing in a slured voice. "Pint oh aleeeeeee! Pint oh blood! Buys men without a naaaaaaaaame. We never care who winssss the war So ye can keep yar fame." He's off key. REALLY off key.