Well I guess we all have been there before. Waking up in a strange place surrounded by beer bottles, with a weird fucking hat on. Ok so I may be all alone there, but dammit at least I admit it!
It reminds me of the time (times) I would start out partying in the barracks and then just realize that I'm sitting on someones porch chatting away still drinking, then awake to find myself in a strange _______ (fill in the blank, Bed, Car, Ditch).
Ahh, good times.
2 comments:
Aww where did he score the hat.
I noticed the rats all seem to be a bunch of lushes?
Give him a good slap for me.
You don't comment me anymore...
::crawls in corner and cries::
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