I Need My Spashsh


Baby, can you hear me,

It is me

Whiskeyleaks.

I do not deserve this,

Although my

 breath truly reeks.

Honey, can you see me,

I swear 

It's only water.

You're seeing things, babe,

I do not 

Tipple nor totter.

Darling, you must 

believe me,

She is such a liar

They might

 look like me, but

I deny I did sire.

To clear up my head

I need time jussh

to think.

I schwear to yous

I'm nosh hiding a

Girl or a drink.

Lishen here Blondie

Get off 

my bad backkkk

You're jush a number

Tickling my

Purple ball sack.

I goshto go, shweets,

I know 

 I have sinned.

One more for the

 road, I'm three 

sheets to the wind.


*A private chat everyone was in on.

**Free image from Pixabay 






 






 


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