psycho_magnet

So St.Patricks was a blast. Worked all day then went to the liquor store, bought 3 different bottles of Irish whiskey, and went to my buddies to drink. He had traditional Irish stew, it was awesome. So after getting stupid drunk I crawled home because I had to work at 6am the next day. Woke up still drunk, crawled in a hot hot shower until there was no more hot water, drank as much water as i could, and headed to work. Figure i started to sober up around that afternoon.

My friend is finally back on her Facebook, and has not forsaken me. Next time she should just keep her hands off of my vagina. After all she has one of her own she can play with, lucky bitch. Went to the bar to see UFC last night, lost some money but the place we were in had shooter girls that doubled as ring girls. So needless to say I will be going back next month.

I seriously am too fucking tired to think, so hopefully my next blog is more thought out.

Depending on your circumstance, rock out with your cock out, or jam out with your clam out.
I'm gonna go pass the fuck out. Peace.