Fuck I went to a party last night and polished off a bottle of Jagermeister. Nothing makes me more passionate than Jag. I had a LOUD TIME. Very loud. It was good fun. But I think back to the night and I was a dumbass, moreso. Then I saw a big room full from roof to floor with monitors at this guys house.... that was fucked up.
So needless to say I'm a little hung over. I called the pizza place tonight to get a pie, and I swear I couldn't string a sentence together... I killed several brain cells last night.
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