A thread dedicated to TPG, cause he's a sweet little munchkin. Let's celebrate things he says in the chat. Only real TPG fans know how smart he actually is. He's utterly adorable and precious. For my beautiful, intelligent son, TPG.
It depends if I were drunk or not.
If I drank a lot of whiskey, and I seen TPG stranded on the side of the road, I would slow my car down and give him the bird, then take off. Or I might take him in my car, if he doesn't smell like shit. Very situational.
But I might also be at a casino with him, and instead of pulling the lever, ram his head against it to active the spinning, on both the machines and his mind. While he nervously cybers Jim on his phone, I have an explosive strapped to his body. He will make the bets I want. If the operation fails, I pull out a pistol and shoot him, then myself.