Johnny Walker is not your friend.

My date with Chadtastic? Big fun, friends and neighbors! We met at a fancyass whiskey tasting, in which I tasted much whiskey and got much wasted. Hilarity ensued. The bummer is, there was absotively no sparkage whatsoever between me and The Chad. Sad but true. Also, I smoked a cigar, which totally doesn't count with the no-smoking thing. But then I smoked several cigarettes, which dammit. Fuckity fuck! Wens, you are taking this pack and keeping it away from me tonight.

[Tonight! Decibully! At the Bottle! Yummy Bearded Keyboard Dude! Hoo-hah!]

Anyhoodle, Chadtastic didn't land in the "people I must makeout with" category, but this tall drink of hottness might:



He's got an ad up on Nerve, which sucks a dong since I can't afford frigging contact lenses right now much less stupid personals credits. Hey, you know what's good? Free stuff. So I put up this MC yesterday instead. You know, because of the free. And good lord you will never believe this but it actually worked. I got an email from him last night. Just imagine: I could have a hot date with a date who's actually hot. Tres excitement, my little boobie-coopers.

Listen here: Decibully "On the Way to Your Hotel" and Decibully "Do I?"