In the immortal words of Long Duck Dong "No more Yankie my Wankie!!!"
I have realized that I can't drink like I used to. I had a great night at the bar. It was fun to hang out with strange drunk peeps asking me "where the females at yo?" And when I told them that they were all down the shore they were angry. Like its my fault that every chick in a 50 mile radius of this place has a share in some beerlogged house that may be between 3 and 30 steps from the grossest sand in the country... The NJ Shore line. I only say this becuase I have been to the Carribbean and in comparison... its gross. So after sharing shots with my drunken patrons I realized that I should slow down. By 3:30am, when I got home, I had inhaled a bacon egg and cheese and a gallon of water. Sleep was short. My stomach was killing me. My boyfriend got up for work at the ungodly hour of 6. I was up till 8am after some alka seltzer and then my doorbell rang at 9:45am ... my landlord wanted to come take the screens and get some stuff done which should have been done a month ago. So I let him in. All hung over and on the verge of yacking . I couldnt sleep all day or that night.
NO MORE DRINKING FOR ME.. if my hangovers are going to last for more that 24 hours then I am boycotting.... okok.. I just wont mix
I have realized that I can't drink like I used to. I had a great night at the bar. It was fun to hang out with strange drunk peeps asking me "where the females at yo?" And when I told them that they were all down the shore they were angry. Like its my fault that every chick in a 50 mile radius of this place has a share in some beerlogged house that may be between 3 and 30 steps from the grossest sand in the country... The NJ Shore line. I only say this becuase I have been to the Carribbean and in comparison... its gross. So after sharing shots with my drunken patrons I realized that I should slow down. By 3:30am, when I got home, I had inhaled a bacon egg and cheese and a gallon of water. Sleep was short. My stomach was killing me. My boyfriend got up for work at the ungodly hour of 6. I was up till 8am after some alka seltzer and then my doorbell rang at 9:45am ... my landlord wanted to come take the screens and get some stuff done which should have been done a month ago. So I let him in. All hung over and on the verge of yacking . I couldnt sleep all day or that night.
NO MORE DRINKING FOR ME.. if my hangovers are going to last for more that 24 hours then I am boycotting.... okok.. I just wont mix
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Although im sure well both be tossing random drinks down the hatch within a week.
Hair of the Dog my Friend...Hair of the Dog...
doesn't the Donger like the gals with BIG Boobs???