There are certain days that you'd rather skip. For some it's their anniversary, for others it's the day they find out what those little bumps are. Me, I could do without the 5th of July.
Historically this has always been a bad day for me. It usually starts with a bit of spinning and rumbling followed by running and gushing, and just never seems to end. Add on the incredible mess all around you and the fact that you can't really call in sick from just a hangover, and you got an ass of a day all around.
Sure the hundreds of dollars worth of explosives were awesome, the loads of food rocked, the insane amounts of alcohol were a blast, and all the people were cool, but in the end all your left with is an empty stomach and a full toilet. Sometimes I wonder if it's all worth it.
I'll let you know again on January 1st, in the meantime here's some new shit.
Party at [Renegade] and regret it later.
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