Double leg amputations didn't stop the dude that lived down the road from me from driving his motorized wheelchair down a two lane paved county road with no shoulder, going under the overpass, picking up beer from the gas station by the highway, wheeling back, getting trashed, and burning his house to cinders by being terrible at cooking meth.
Sober double amputee sounds like an oxymoron in my book.
Yeah, why hasn't he drank his white claws?
Double leg amputations didn't stop the dude that lived down the road from me from driving his motorized wheelchair down a two lane paved county road with no shoulder, going under the overpass, picking up beer from the gas station by the highway, wheeling back, getting trashed, and burning his house to cinders by being terrible at cooking meth.
No such thing as a bad meth cook, only those that live or die