On the upside, it turns out I can still drink myself into a coma. I slept for a solid 14 hours after mauling Dan(onthisblog)'s booze selection. I repeatedly called champagne, "candy" and slammed approx. one bottle's worth of the stuff. Possibly more. Then some cosmopolitan things. I don't know. It was bright green and contained a whole lot of vodka.

DOWN THE HATCH.

I *think* I blacked out around 1 am. Got home at 4. Guess what I did in the interim...

What, you're expecting me to answer? How would I know? I was blacked out!

Fool.

Damn, two posts in a row with no discernible structure. Hoo-rah.

Labels: bad writing, booze, vodka

- posted by Pat @ 5:57 PM