Four days of binge drinking has finally concluded. There were ups, there were downs, there was lots of incoherently articulated arguements that just made me look downright Ludacris. At some point Friday evening, I kissed a priest ... or at least some guy dressed as one. Unfortunately, I fell short of my goal to grab some girl and ravish her until, like the Florida Everglades, she swamped my bed -- or better yet, her own.
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"I got my KFC, and I just wanted to sleep after that"
About Me
- Jumbo
- Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, United States
- If there's a hymn for all those left behind If there's a prayer for every heart left barren If there's a call for all the saints to be reminded To sing a hymn for all those left behind If I don't make it pass the judgement If they never let me in Promise me a mention In that hymn