you know its been a big night when:
- you've been consistently drinking for 6 hours
- you decide that your drinking partner is irish
- everything is just whirling around you
- you've successfully mixed wine, whisky and beer
- it takes you longer than 5 minutes to figure out how you ended up at this bar
- you make the toilet your friend
- your drinking partner winds down the car window to sing bob dylan at the top of his lungs at 3am
- "good for you, good for me!" ends every sentence
- you bring home the glasses from the bar
- he thinks its a grand idea to wait for the sun to come up and have breakfast with rose
- you wake up the next day and your face is still red from the alcohol
- you wake up the next day still drunk
- you still smell like alcohol after a hot shower
- rose knocks on the door and asks why is he on the couch hugging the pillow while bob dylan blasts from your laptop, when he could be sleeping in a bed?
- this post takes you 45 minutes to write
i probably havent been this wasted for over a year. i was even pretty decent on my birthday. its nearly 4pm the next day and the hangover hasnt kicked in yet...so im still trying to decipher if im still drunk.
i dont know how south america is going to pan out, knowing im going with him and 2 other guys who dont blink an eye to having a jug of beer. each. for. breakfast. i'll probably have a righteous blast, the downside? i wont remember it at all :)
xL
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