Drunk Stan and the Golfing Trip
“Well, bring my grandson with you. We’ll sit out on the porch and tie one on.” Jerry sighed, “Dad, remember what happened the last time?” “Yeah,” I chuckled, “Took ’em about three years to rebuild
Category: Drunk Stan
Drunk Stan! My first superhero. Well, not really my first. And kind of a shitty superhero, too. But he’s drunk. And he’s Stan. Drunk Stan! Yeah!
Drunk Stan and the League of Evil
“Ah’m gettin’ too ole fer dis shit..” Hopefully, my quiet grumbling didn’t ruin the image I hoped I was presenting as I strode through the rubble that used to be the SouthBank Centre. I stepped
Drunk Stan and the Hot Chick
I was sitting at a bar, nursing a tumbler full of some vodka that cost way too much for how shitty it tasted, mixed with not nearly enough cranberry juice when the first news report
Drunk Stan and the Giant Rock Monster Gorilla Thing
“fer fuckshake…” I mumbled as the giant rock monster gorilla thing stomped through the rubble towards me. Getting thrown through a building hurt. Getting thrown through three, only to collapse in the rubble of a