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you know how good a night was, by how f*cked up yiou are in the morning.
Bangin headache and feeling sick = Good nightBroken arm and in a police station = Epic night
Except having probably reached stage 8 a while ago, i lost motivation and recollection of the first few stages.
Stage 6, 7 and 8 are for non-drinking sissy pansies.
Drinking sucks, end of discussion. Beer tastes like crap.
I think that`s too deep for drunk talk.
I LOL`d. I have to make a note to get this conversation started the next time I`m the designated driver. Hell, I gotta get my lulz somehow.
Beautiful... just beautiful.
The rest is a blur.
this makes me thankful
It`s true. I`ve heard many versions of that.
Also known as "Stage 9: I SWEAR I`LL NEVER DRINK AGAIN."
Because good nights have horrible mornings.
A brilliant piece of comedy.
"As long as I get 5 hours sleep.... I`m cool."
It`s not in there because you never remember it.