I don't want to party before Super Superbowl Sunday. I could get pissed and accidentally be hung-over or lose my voice before I have a chance to lose it on Sunday!
Went to a pub, got sensationally pissed, almost got picked up by a shippie and then chundered in a Starbucks loo. Luckily, Gabe came to the rescue. Otherwise, I might've been raped, mugged and sacrificed to Zorcon the Space God or something.
You will never catch me posting naked pictures in my Compendium, luv. And not just because I've never posed for any
What party?
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Not really my crowds.
I don't want to party before Super Superbowl Sunday. I could get pissed and accidentally be hung-over or lose my voice before I have a chance to lose it on Sunday!
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I learnt my lesson the night before New Years' Eve.
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Went to a pub, got sensationally pissed, almost got picked up by a shippie and then chundered in a Starbucks loo. Luckily, Gabe came to the rescue. Otherwise, I might've been raped, mugged and sacrificed to Zorcon the Space God or something.
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If I have any grandkids -- or kids, even -- I'll be sure to share it with them. T'is a cautionary tale. But there was a happy ending.
I'm not planning on having a next time, but if it happens, I'll be sure you're there. Ta, darling.
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Anytime, babes.
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