JUNGLE JEWCE

Red: dude mang
Red: like you bloggezed about
Red: they's so many fuckin good games comin out

Smitty: yeah
Smitty: no joke

Red: plus man
Red: i got at least a couple weeks booked cuz i ain't beat twilight princess yet

Smitty: rofl
Smitty: by 'beat' do you mean you play it? or us get krunked on delicious jungle juice and you wingman it for me

Red: either way we haven't beat it

Smitty: you know yo puzzle solvin skills go up 10 fold when u on the jungle juice

Red: that's true

Smitty: you aint got a book or nothin
Smitty: nigga actin like he programmed the game
Smitty: "PUSH THE LEVER"
Smitty: what lever?
Smitty: "IN THE NEXT ROOM BY THE BUSH
Smitty: U'LL SEE IT"

Red: rofl

Smitty: how the fu.. "I LIEK JUNGLE JEWCE"
Smitty: I have to find this last bug...
Smitty: "IT'S THREE HOUSES DOWN ON YOUR LEFT UNDER A BOX"
Smitty: How do you know this?
Smitty: "I DON'T KNOW I CAN'T EVEN SEE"

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lol...I was just saying how alcohol has virtually no effect on me, but I was wrong. My powers of inference and deduction truly are amplified tenfold thanks to delicious peach schnapps. I might not have the power to stand up but by God can I ever solve spatial-temporal puzzles.