As in booze? I don't think I've seen courage around here but yes, especially through bar tending. I threw myself into that profession to challenge my social shortcomings and considering we were allowed to get drunk on the job, that was always the case. Mostly because I started all the whacky conversations about ducks, and how gay midgets in speedos were cute. Then suddenly I had a whole party of friends even though most of the time there was no memory of me speaking to them.

Haven't drank in a while, kinda miss it.

That's what I do. Drink something and fake it til I make it. I get way more talkative once I get tipsy and it doesn't take much to get me into that state.

Isn't that my line? :pimp:

It's opposite here. Usually my attention span is less than a hungry puppy and while drunk my mind just flows out of my mouth... like a hungry puppy.

- Water I can't see through.
- Roaches.
- Having to go to someone's funeral. I have conveniently dodged that for about 20 years now. Time is running out and I won't be able to dodge the next one.

What if it's your funeral? LAWL.

I'm invincibru.

You are lucky. The last funeral I blew off I ended up losing my sister. She won't talk to me anymore now.

having your mind flow out through your mouth is a tad bit better than being sober and constantly being only in your head and just being unable to function socially at all whatsoever.

Silver linings.

Not sure if this is a witty joke or if your sister was not, in fact, the guest of honor at that funeral.

:)

Nope, not a joke. I'm estranged from my sister. She is still alive but because I didn't show up to the last funeral which was my dad's she won't talk to me anymore.