I got drunk last night because, hey, it started out as my tooth aching. Then it was like OK, cool - might as well take a few shots. Nope, I’m dumb because it was 45% Whiskey Bourbon. Fun at first, then it hit me like a puke brick. Bam, I’m spilling my guts to my wife about my life - having a good convo - then I can’t even crawl without passing out. Now, I think I drank so much liquor that I have PTSDs from the Whiskey. My god, this is why we drink fruity drinks people - BECAUSE THEY DONT SUCK.
I’m still feeling the sick, no headache luckily. Barf.
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