Intros

*eyes Gregory* are you 'igh or somesing? You are acting strangely.

GAH! o..oh man! i dont wanna die!

-holds Tweek to me- You're not going to die, Tweekers.

*curls against Craig* GAH! y...you still smell l....like booze...*kisses Craig's neck* but i m..missed you

-sniffs self then shrugs- so i do... -smiles down at my Tweek- i missed you too Tweekie.

*trembles a bit* we c...can drink together tonight... *tugs hair* i...if you want.

-grins a bit- that'd be nice. Just...don't get too drunk. Remember last summer at our schoold beach BBQ when i fell into that bondfire? I don't need you pouring my urine sample over a poor nurses head. No matter HOW angry she gets you.

*smiles a tiny bit at the memory* y...yeah... i.. don't drink v..very often GAH! i...im sorta a li..lightweight i guess....ngh...

-looks at Tweek with a raised brow- which is weird because your dad is irish. -shrugs- whatever. i guess we all can't be our racial stereotype.

*nuzzles Craig* ACK! m... my dad g..gave me coffee... n..not booze. *tugs hair and shakes*