So I got a little tipsy last Saturday morning. But that's not the end of the story. Sunday night I drank. Then earlier this afternoon, I drank again. My tummy is quite heavy from all the beer I drank over the weekend. It's not that I am complaining, it's just that I can now attest to the adage that goes "be careful what you wish for, you just might get it." Ha. Now I feel really bloated. But I had lotsa fun. Yeah, it was hella fun. :)
Yeah, I was complaining to one of my colleagues the past couple of weeks that my throat was already so parched from lack of beer passing through it. My wish finally came true over the weekend and it was a bit funny because I was not expecting it. And when it came, it poured. I did not get drunk though. Can't. I have to prepare as much as I can before I get drunk so I won't get drunk-ass fool. That's what I am practicing about, drinking el grande without getting wasted. I got wasted only one time and it was not a pretty sight. If hugging the toilet seat is a pretty sight for you, then maybe we can talk some other time. Yeah, I hugged the toilet because I puked big time. And it was all green or yellow that came out of my digesive system. Not very nice because it was so sour, my throat hurt so bad. But anyway I have to cut this slimy story. I have to get back to work.
Yeah Rock and Roll!
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