I haven't finsihe my glass but holy shit I am drunk. like three sips left. And the I am GONE BABY GONE.
honestly, I'd reallly want to take a trip up to seattle and hang with mr.. gundam. I know he'd feel really wierd and awkward about it; but to hang with a fellow gundam-bro and drink beer and chat about life's pleasujres and wekanesses seems great.
I know I'm drunk, and I know I scare you when I'm drunk and am lovesick and ypou tell me to get help; but when I'm not lovesick over girls I'm perfectly 100% normal as vestal can admit. I know I'm drunk and I'm talking crazy, but I hope you don't take offense and one day I'd really like to take a trip and meet Mr. gundam and have a nice bbq and talk over the credentials of zeon vs. axis.
I feel bad because when I am really drunk I feel like I scare off Mr. Gundam and others; but I'm just being stupid and lame; and normally I am a cool collected individual and if you have any legal affairs let me know and I'll hook you up at a buddy discount. I think you are rad; You have a wife, a love for mecha, and you help people with you psychology degree. I'm sorry that I'm a bad, talkative, sloppy drunk, but I appreciate you friendship so much; and I'd love to meet you and play gundam games someday.
I know this is awkward and almost like a homosexual confession, but I'm super straight, and I just want to say that you are my robo-bro; and I feel honored being your friend from here and unto eternity.