I Hate the Day After Sunday
My liver feels like it was consistently punched from Thursday afternoon until this morning. I friggin' hate Monday's. But, I hate this one a little less because tomorrow is the 3rd of July, which means blacking out and meats on a grill. Two of life's great treasures.
1 comment:
suds is the only kid i know without a job but still wakes up at 8 am. does he wake up just to blog? i mean....you go to bed at 3 am according to your blogs. are we to believe that you set your alarm at 8am to write a new blog? or are your stories of blacking out and pissing the bed a farce? is suds a fake? ill tell you one thing...if i had no job id be sleeping until noon and smokin weed all day.
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