dicks, drinks, desire.

boogaloo time for one and a half times you can’t say no because you know why we’re here and where we’re going and love shall guide us, or that is or dicks shall guide us into the setting sun.
too far farr away lands we will roam and live and love and drink wine and we cannot see the end of it.
The end of it is only seen when you look deep down into your glass and wonder why we are here and what happens next.
Well, you get another drink, that’s what’s next.
But after that one? Some chose god, wherever he may rear his head, but we have chosen the clear and highly viscous fluid at the core of every beverage we crave. You can only live once.
Well, actually that is a topic of much debate but for now, you can only live once. And don’t think we’re horrible, that philosophy gives us and excuse for the next drink!
Bartender!
So this is what we do.
And this is what we love to do.
Well I mean it has it’s ramifications, but all aside, and that is a big all, we love this.