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A Rousing Romp Through... Well, You Know. Me.

Thursday, November 8, 2007

18 posts in, Drunk post

I am drunk.

I am sorry but that is the turth.

How the hell did I get drunk on Brandy.

The thing is it is not what you're drinks are, but who's making them that really count.

Damn.

More later.

Housewarming = 12/1. I think.
Transcribed by only my day job at 10:02 PM
Labels: drunk, housewarming

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