There's only one good thing that comes in a box
And it's Justin Timberlake's dick...NOT margaritas!! Oh, I knew better than to put so much sugary alcohol crap into my body, but did that stop me? Oh hells no. And so today I did not get out of bed until 4:30pm. And no showering. Just call me Dirtbagus Maximus. I have to work tomorrow though and that will get my ass in gear for that day. I had a lovely time last night, despite the unfortunate substances I consumed, and I really like all my friends, which is as it should be. (although I am apparently too fond of one DC Fick. What can I say? I like worms and wood and tea...and gangly dudes!) and Justin Timberlake. I know, shameful.
