While $5 and 14% alcohol sound like a really awesome idea, it always ends terribly. By that I mean you have an awesome night, watch torture porn with your friends, get home, bone, and go to sleep. And of course, wake up puking NEON GREEN BILE. Like, seriously, that Crayola crayon like, "electric lime" or some shit. Seriously. Awful. So, after like 3 naps, a few slices of Dominos Pizza, Chicken Kickers and major amounts of water, I felt okay enough to do my laundry, and do some yoga!
I even got Nate to do it! Since he was drunk, and I was hungover, we only made it 15 minutes into the hour long session. But hey, the point is, even though I was wallowing in my self-inflicted hell, I still stuck to Operation: Hot. I'm proud of myself. And I got to stare at Nate's booty in downward dog. Bonus.
Since today's blog was lame and uninspiring, and utilized terrible grammar, I'll leave you with some comedic gems that are hilarious if you're me or Nate. Promise I won't be hung over tomorrow.
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