Sometimes I wonder if my day-to-day alcohol consumption might be a bit excessive, but then something always happens to remind me what "excessive" really means. Last night I drank so much gin that I passed out face down on the stoop. It's been a while since I've slept with that much hooch in me. Boy, oh, boy.
I don't think I hate myself enough anymore to go running like this. This good for everything except my girlish figure.
Update: Evidently I used the phone from out there, too.
I don't think I hate myself enough anymore to go running like this. This good for everything except my girlish figure.
Update: Evidently I used the phone from out there, too.
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The Long Shot - One Man Show
Obiously, any drink with that ornate a title could not be passed up.
More a series of drinks, it was different combinations of vodka featuring chili, tamarind, lemongrass, etc.
And then there was the champagne...
It was a one man show, alright...