I've been trying to pin down how I feel right now and I've came to a conclusion.
I want to get drunk. I want to set off a shit load of fireworks. I want to fuck some hot little chick. I want to get on the road with rock n roll blasting....probably fuck some more. Then I want to eat something. Then probably drink a little more before finally going to sleep until who the fuck knows when tomorrow.
Damn shame that getting drunk and rock n roll is probably all I'll manage on this night.
I want to get drunk. I want to set off a shit load of fireworks. I want to fuck some hot little chick. I want to get on the road with rock n roll blasting....probably fuck some more. Then I want to eat something. Then probably drink a little more before finally going to sleep until who the fuck knows when tomorrow.
Damn shame that getting drunk and rock n roll is probably all I'll manage on this night.
Going back and reading this, I left out the part about playing mailbox baseball while on the road with rock n roll blasting. But around here, that's a good way to get yourself shot.