Danny Tanner didn't mean to run over that old gypsy woman! It was an accident!

Sure, here's the key. Take this mop and bucket, Dikachu made a real mess in there.

Go easy on the fucking cinnamon, you cocksucking hooplehead!

Well, isn't that true?

Dear Hannibal,

Not arguing with you. But short of monitoring him 24 / 7 and slapping the beers out of his hand, what the hell can I do? Talking to him about it is like screaming at the tide not to come in.

The strange thing is he can usually turn off the faucet with out suffering the effects of withdrawal. I've seen him do it before whenever he has to get checked by his various doctors. To me it makes no sense, why see a doctor and not tell hm the truth about your drinking? How is he supposed to make a proper diagnosis…

It's tough with him to catch him completely sober. He wakes up around 7 or 8 and starts out with a couple of beers, switching to wine in the early afternoon, and then to hard liquor after 5. He said he was going to quit for 11 days for some blood work he has scheduled, but I stopped by earlier as I had the day off…

Oooo! That's a good one!

I regularly play the numbers that add up to my birthday on both Powerball and Megamillions weekly, adding up to about six bucks a week. When it gets high like it is now I may grab a couple a couple extra quick picks but I never go crazy. I am well aware of the old saying " The lottery is a tax on stupid people. ", but…

I think I would be telling him for his own good, but he'd probably see it as a personal attack. Thanks though.

It's not that it really bothers me that much, but like his older brother, who has a reputation of the guy you don't want to get cornered by at family gatherings and trapped in these conversations where you have no idea what he's talking about. He seems to becoming that, and I know his side of the family is so…

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My uncle introduced me to friend of his who works at a local social club with him who does maintenance. Took today off so he could install an automatic garage door opener. It's gonna be sweeeet…

It was a game housebound siblings were forced to play together because your mother was Goddamned if you were going to be tearing around the house like maniacs and if you didn't sit still and play quietly she was going to strangle the lot of you. It was usually played until you all got sick of it, usually ending with…

I'm alright, I just need to be a little better this up coming year about getting out of my own f*cking way.

How you doing man? Are you feeling any better?

I'm thinking of giving cleaning up a shot for an entire year and giving trying to have some sort of meaningful human contact one more time before The Reaper comes calling. It'll probably be a waste of time, but I'm pretty sure this life is a one-way ticket, and I should at least try.

No doubt, but I've been rewatching my box set for the ten years, I can't be watching the same videos over and over again. By the by, is your gout any better?

Give me a break man, how many times can you watch the same thing over and over again?