The consumption of alcohol I dosed myself with yesterday morning/afternoon/night was one of astronomical proportions. The stars aligned, a virgin was sacrificed, and a complete & total solar eclipse of my brain occurred. The aftermath is sore muscles, achy joints, and a collective of blurry memories being at The Sundown and hearing the "Last call!" Makes me kind of proud to know I made it.Now I'll just leave you with a picture I found on Google image search of my future wife... as soon as I can track her down, throw her over my shoulder, and make her mine forever.
Oh yeah, it's St. Patrick's Day. God bless the English.
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