Drunk

its 3 am. I can’t sleep. I have a drunken girl on my spare bed and my head is swimming. I need to throw up.

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12 thoughts on “Drunk

  1. that IS wierd. where were you swimming?I think without a little bit of swimming a drunken night is rather wasted. or for that matter not having someone pass out on your sofa bed.

  2. Your second statement is tragically ironic. drunken nights are <>always<> wasted! Besides, my head swam last night; not I, not I. But we did fly as Leo will tell you. My head swam while I flew.

  3. how can you be friends with Leo if you think drunken nights are wasted? I mean, alcohol is like holy water to this guy and the wine list his bible.this is his life blood we’re talking about here.but no a little swimming every now and then is never a waste.ironic perhaps, waste, no never

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