That's a lot of booze. I wonder how many brain cells you killed off between you all?
You know what you should do? Enter your little...thingy of bottles into the competition for the Turner Prize over here. If some Transvestite can win it with a bed full of used condoms, then you've got a very good chance. You'rs is pretty than his/hers (what would you say? His or hers? Perdickyment and a half...) anyway.
what the hell lenny? first off, what is that supposed to mean.... on second thought, don't tell me. secondly that's just wrong.