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So guys, truth is, I don't like Annie. I mean she's beautiful and funny. She's very kind and god, she has a good heart. But Jesus, she highlights her lists with markers. I mean what kind of person does that? I mean she's close to perfect but you know... there are just some things you simply can't overlook. I mean she can't even fill a pint of beer. She wasted my alcohol and ruined my apron. So, yeah, I might love her and I couldn't imagine myself living without her but it was my fucking beer. Aj's beer.

Tell me, how am I supposed to like that woman and spend all of eternity with her? I'm Irish, I need my fucking alcohol. What's next? Burn my fags? I mean I would tear this place down to shreds for her, I would fight the scariest monsters, walk five thousand miles or go to fucking purgatory for her. But you know there's only so much a man can take.

Thanks for lending me your ears or rather eyes,

Mitchell