Even More Stinky Drunk
I've now reached that point of drunkeness where your friends start to treat you with kid gloves. Like, "Okay, Lonnie, we'll pick you up a double cheeseburger. Just don't smear your own feces on the drapes, okay?"
I don't drink very often, but I seem to have lost all my ability to hold liquor. All I remember is eating a classy Italian dinner, drinking a few bottles of wine, and then winding up with double vision at local hangout the Cozy Inn. Everything else is a blur.
Well, this is the supreme delight of blogging. Anyone with Internet Access with welcome to take stock of my decay and let me know what they think of it.
2 comments:
You disgust me. Your actions are even more reprehensible than those of the protagonist of Body Thirst.
You mean Billy, the star of Body Thirst? Why, it was a party in his honor, of course! He catered the entire event.
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