Thank God Fourth of July only comes once a Year

I am unsure as to exactly what happened last night.

I awoke wear a backward wife beater and an inside out pair of Boxers.

I recall the following details.

I started off in some part of VA and large quantities of Mojitos popped off.Then somehow I made it to Silver Spring, where wine, cardplaying and numerous totally inappropriate conversations occurred.

Later I end up at my house, where shit really got weird.....

  1. I established that everyone was a consenting adult (don't ask)...

  2. Showed off my rugburn.
  3. Bit someone on the neck.
  4. Made up a song called "Smack a Chickenhead" and outright was confused.
  5. Someone tried to kidnap a dog.
  6. Alot of people spoke russian and some time around 6am I gave up on life...


Whatever.

At this point.... The events of this last weekend rivaled insanity that popped off in 2000. Swear to god.

Also, It managed to kill my sex drive. Outright. It killed my sex drive worse than Birth Control Pills Kill your sex drive.

I am now hermitted in my home. HERMIT. DONE. Scared of the crazy that happens when leavin my house occurs. Fuck this shit. Peace OUT!

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sexylexy said…
yeah had a nite that threw it back 2 hampton n decided no more pills with liquor. i can dig it.
17/7/09 11:32 AM
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