I don't seek peace, I seek pure chaos.
I crave some ass
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Sam would down his savor in a moment and went for another container full. After two or three full measures of rum Sam has gone into an intoxicated form. Which included him not walking too well and his discourse being slurred, additionally in this form he would attempt to drink more, at which it would be on the general population inside the bar to stop him, or he wouldn't wake up feeling too well in the morning. Regardless, where they would make a beeline for, ideally this tipsiness would wear off by then, which it ought to. "pardon me, i'm going to go for a quick "walk" " Sam would state by doing those bunny ear things that signals that it wasn't generally a walk. Truth be told it was a flight, which may be more regrettable, however Sam wouldn't fly over the ocean. Just on the off chance that he loses control, which he most likely will, he would tumble to land.
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