Fucking Hell

Where the fuck is my Coozie!? I just realized I've been massively delinquent when it comes to drinking. I seem to recall that at some point (around January?) that I had pledged to only drink from a coozie when imbibing alcohol, whether it be in a bar or a home. I need my beverage to be insulated! I need to have rubber to insulate my drink, and also make offensive jokes at the same time! When I get off work I'm gonna find it and then get drunk.