Squidward Drinking Novels & Stories

Subconsciously, I made one step backward. “Who are you?” squid man asked while threatening the researcher with his gun. “Who the f*ck are you?!” His finger went closer to the trigger, any soon, he’ll shoot us. This is insane! Just who is this person who neither seem like a foe or an ally? “Is he with you?!” squid asked to me. “NO!” I declined. “I CAME ALONE!” “Then who are this sh*t?!” “Bro, easy,” the researcher said.

Ozgur walked over to the bartender. "What do you want to order now, sir?" asked the bartender. "Vodka." "A lot?" "Yes." "Ozgur, how many times do I have to warn you. Don't get drunk when you want to fight." Abellard protested again. "I am thirsty." "You can drink mineral water, idiot."

If you are willing to forgive me for the mistakes I have made, just have a drink with me! The siren Aurora did not hesitate, and directly picked up the glass and finished the wine one step ahead of me.I watched her drink the poisonous wine, so I also picked up the glass and took a big sip.But instead of swallowing the wine into my stomach immediately, I put it in my mouth.

Jad waked me from my past, Phill looks me sad and gives me a beer mug, asking: “It’s today, isn’t it?” I nod and Jad looks us both still not understanding what are we talking about, then after a few seconds, he understands it and give a couple of little slaps on my back, offering to drink all night. “Do you want to go out eat some pussy and drink till we pass out?” He speaks innocently, without knowing that’s a vice of mine and I’m not embarrassed of caving in, I’m addicted in the taste of pussy.

Brad’s face was dark as he forcefully pulled Howard off him. The strong smell of alcohol made Brad frown slightly. He hated this scent. "It stinks, get away," Brad said with disdain on his face. Howard staggered backward a few steps before finally managing to steady himself. Burp! He let out a drunken belch, also feeling disgusted with himself. He thought drinking a bit would help ease his feelings, but he was wrong. Drinking to drown his sorrows only made them worse.

The boys masturbated in front of the screen. When the other boy signalled, and Juju went to get us something to drink. Then one of them came back, I saw that he had brought Coca-Cola , lemon, and a yellow drink; I think it was rum, I don't know, even though the drinks were mixed with Vodka and coke and lemon, it was so strong that just one sip made me happy, talkative, just as the one with the nickname Juju became talkative . . After the second drink I was already floating in that room, and by the third I was already taking off my clothes.

Normally Edwin rarely drinks strong liquor, they drink wine. But today Jordan knew Edwin needed it. “Why you are so happy today?” Edwin asked with a frown, noticing his playful words. “I am always happy, not like you, Mr. Iceberg,” Jordan said, making Edwin’s forehead scrunch deeper. “What got your knicker in a twist?” Jordan asked while passing him his glass, which Edwin gulped in one go. “Whoa. The night is still young, and we have many things to discuss. Don’t get drunk so early.” Jordan warned and Edwin just forwarded his glass for another drink, which Jordan poured without protest.

He seemed to be in a meeting. When a sentence appeared on the video, Sapphire sprang up, pouring the shrimp cracked away. “JUST A SIP… AND YOUR HUSBAND WILL DIE!”

When be had had enough, he walked down to his cellar, grabbed three bottles of gin and returned to his office where he planned on liquoring up until he knew his name no more. "Cheers, to you Amanda." enormous gulps pursued. "And to you Fred. Sorry about your fucked up wife." more gulps. "Cheers to you Anthonia for fucking up this family lifeless," Another gulp. "And to Moi..." he chuckled. "For being the best chunk of meanless shit mankind has ever had. More grace to your elbows Marley, more grace," extra gulps emerged. "Finally...Oh shitt!!" No drop graced his tongue.

I had a gut feeling that my friends were doing something behind my back. I felt my phone vibrating inside my pocket; I pulled my phone out of my pocket and noticed a new message. I opened it and found the message from Alex. I forgot to mention we didn’t talk since Saturday and I was avoiding him too. Squidward: didn’t see you today at school, Yeah, I named him Squidward after the character in SpongeBob, and that’s because he acts exactly like him. I was busy today; I texted back. Three dots appeared as he was typing, then the dots disappeared. I frowned and glanced at the door, checking if a customer came. There was no one, so I focused on my phone again.