You put three girls in a house, and all of a sudden before you know it, you're talking about boys and drinking whiskey, and things go down and you get deep real quick.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I'm a beer man. I tried to drink whiskey and Scotch, but I don't get it. It smells like a girl who didn't shower and just splashed a lot of perfume on.
I like my whisky old and my women young.
I'm a simple man. All I want is enough sleep for two normal men, enough whiskey for three, and enough women for four.
Whiskey will always be a part of my life.
First you take a drink, then the drink takes a drink, then the drink takes you.
We had a one bedroom, one bathroom, one closet apartment with four girls.
There are eight girls in the house in which I am living, and practically all of them are good looking. You can realize that I am kept busy.
The horrid mystery hanging over us in this house gets into my head like liquor, and makes me wild.
I live in a house with four women. Just shut up and say, Yes, ma'am.
You know what it's like having five kids? Imagine you're drowning. And someone hands you a baby.