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| quote: | Originally posted by daffodil
i do enjoy a hotdog...
i also enjoy a drink, even a few too many because i got absolutely wasted last night, drunker than i've been in years. my roommates tell me i was pretty amusing though, i remember a few parts here and there. i fell on my ass for no apparent reason when we left the bar and couldn't stop laughing long enough to get up. when we ordered pizza in the car, i was yelling from the back seat that half absolutely HAD to be mushrooms and i was not negotiating.
then i passed out on my friend's lap mumbling about fettucini pizza. when we got back home, i passed out on the couch in our living room fully dressed and with my knee-high boots on and could not be woken. at all.
hence, i'm in no mood to go out tonight. i was trying to nap all day but couldn't because my neighbors were blasting music and i wanted to kill them with a flamethrower. |
rofl. I always philosophy about food when drunk. Well I philosophy about everything when drunk...but since im always hungry, its mostly food. Kebab to be specific even.
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