throatneedle

last night was pretty crazy. must've had about 8 or 9 pints of Bass ale
heard some pretty shitty european techno at 'saints and sinners'
next thing i know, im walking home with a chick named janelle
a bag full of plums (which i dont remember buying & taste like shit this morning)
and like 3 Bass st patricks day shirts the bartender must've given me
i fucking LOVE my super Irish neighborhood, and it's not just
'cause there's about 12 pubs within 2 blocks distance

fuck this, im going back to bed. hopefully she leaves by the knicks game

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