That's a good start.

Actually, the capt. mo is the only reasonable beverage in that picture, and the apple juice.

Not anywhere near enough whiskey in there.

If I don't see a half gallon of whiskey in the freezer at a party, I'm leaving to get some whiskey to drink myself.

If I don't see a half gallon of whiskey in the freezer at a part, I'm leaving to get some gasoline to burn the house down with.

I had 3 half gallons of Sailor Jerry's, a bunch of retarded Coors Light shit beer for the less enlightened masses, and a whole goddamn lot of weed that night.
Let me tell you, I overly indulged in all three.

Random people showed up at my house, but not "bad people" (just annoying motherfuckers) and kids were not realizing the only shot glasses we had were double shots.
I assure you barfs and naps were had aplenty.
Little drunken girls 17 year old girls were being carried out of the house crying by their pathetic older boyfriends.
It was excellent, as my house went completely unharmed.

Did you tax the hos for coming to your house? Did you tax their boyfriends too? Did you tax anyone at all?

Tax?
None of my own personal alcohol was touched by anyone other than myself and a few people I decided to share it with.
However, while I was busying being super fucked up elsewhere I believe people were either openly sharing their half gals or they passed out and people were snipin' their damn rum.
I'm not sure, bro.

I came into it later on and was like, WOAH WHAT?

lol I mean something else when I say "tax". Sounds like you had fun , son. As for your father, he has a tattoo on his neck that he doesnt remember getting.

Oh, do you mean like making people pay to enter?
Cause if so, it was not nearly fat or ridiculous enough to do some preposterous shit like that.

no

Hm, okay..

ANYWAYS, back on topic;
What the fuck tattoo did you get, pops?

Regarding neck tattoos:

It says happy fucking new year on it.