Being up to your nuts in cider.
Courtney.
Simple, I grab them under their arm pits, bend at the knees and stand up, how else would you do it
Nut-thing!....
Because his nuts were in his neck!
Flashback to me giving him the keys to the car to get more beer* ME: I let him outside.
Wine
I can't go deep in juice.
To get to the other cider.
