Well it was one night in 1994...the day I almost died from that stuff. Haha. To this day if I smell it I feel ill. Sent from my SM-G950U using Tapatalk
1983, it was aguardiente (a South American anisette)...I blacked out mid sentence, smashed my head on a table as I feel to the floor. 1988, it was my new mortal enemy, Tequila...
Crick, but spelled wrong as creek. I never went down to the creek for crawdads(not crawfish or crayfish), I wen to the crick for somw crawdads. But not them double jointed red bastards, big meaty greens.