A DRUNKEN CRAZE
Evening dawns and bottles emerge to dance their drunken haze around minds of young and old. Tonight, through disguise in mustaches and innocence, games are played and fouls made. Eject a word under the intent of swears and penance to the vodka must be had. One foul spoken, one shot taken.
World spinning, cups spilling, mind swimming. A move has been done. A comment in turn.
Douche-bag.
Pause.
A shot must be had.
Shit.
World spinning.
Motherfucker.
Cups spilling.
Three shots will be had.
Mind swimming.
The night has begun.
World spinning, cups spilling, mind swimming. A move has been done. A comment in turn.
Douche-bag.
Pause.
A shot must be had.
Shit.
World spinning.
Motherfucker.
Cups spilling.
Three shots will be had.
Mind swimming.
The night has begun.