So after talking to an educated source, I was informed that I did not get so drunk that I fell last night. I knew that would be strange. I don't usually get THAT wasted
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i'm convinced there's a creepy little subterranean monster residing in the city which pokes his head out just to cause a little bit of havoc when he smells alcohol on the breath of tourists and day-trippers. he predominantly gets his kicks by eating cell phones, helping you lose money, and inflicting random bruises. you don't always run into him when you go down there, but rest assured, he'll kick your ass eventually ;)
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