I used to get out more
Not that I'd ever wish such a thing to happen, but one has to wonder what would happen if a cobra came across someone strung out (is this right? I heard it on TV) on meth.
The shabu (meth) and rugby (glue huffing) are just scandalous rumours, deduced from translated-second-hand-overhearing of his parents trying to reason with him, now that vigilantes are going around killing those types of people to impress the new CEO.All that's known for sure is he enjoys some early morning Tanduay rum (40% ABV). Breakfast of Champions.