Party of your life
If you’re sporting foot fringe, sensory tentacles and pneumostome, you’re invited. No need to bring beer, the pools are filled with the stuff.
That’s right friends, it’s not pee.
It’s Milwaukee’s finest. Siren of the slug.
Want to bring a friend? Don’t be shy. Go ahead. Bring them.
All of them. And their sweet little puppy dogs too.
RSVP by 1am tomorrow. You’ll be dead by 2.
Nice! At least they die happy. I grew up in a dry house and wanted to try this so I put out a pint-sized jar of sugar water instead. I forgot about it and stumbled upon it a month later and it was completely packed full with slugs! Gross!
That’s not the boy holdin the beer now is it?
Watch out, you may attract my ex leaving out dishes of that stuff!
You should sign up on Club Mo’ for old times sake
yer after my pots of beer aren’t you