Wild Turkey and Vegas. What could possibly go wrong?
Maybe it was the Budweiser chaser. Maybe being sandwiched by Tullamore Dew and Harp. And a beer and some wine at dinner.
Hey, let’s Facebook some pics!
Hey, lets post some insightful comments!
Hey! Another round? Fuck yeah!
JANE: What happened?
THOR: We drank. We fought. He made his ancestors proud.
JANE: Put him on the bed.
SELVIG: I still don’t believe you’re the God of Thunder… But you ought to be.
Suddenly, it’s tomorrow. It’s exactly Jesus-Fuck-it’s-early o’clock tomorrow.