Aug 21, 2010 03:13
Why do drunk people always pick me to have political discussions with?
On Friday night, I just wanna get drunk. And maybe pick up a cute guy to make out with*. But not discuss the history of Germany and the merits of capitalism.
*I did manage to make out with two guys, but only after I'd fled the initial bar to another one.
alcohol,
real life
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