AND WHEN I FELL ON THE FLOOR I DRANK MORE



Alcohol. All so cool. Mans best friend if he doesn’t have a dog.
If you’re not drinking you feel stupid, stiff, unable to communicate. Your efforts at sober dance moves makes you look like an ironing board dressed in evening wear…the fool that wouldn’t even be allowed on the plane.

Why do we do this? Why do we go out and give our hard earned wages to people pouring drinks that cost a lot less than to make than we’re paying, only to drink them out of flimsy plastic glasses? Not even the strong plastic ones like on British Airways aeroplanes but the shit flimsy ones they have on Ryan-Air or at lary nightclubs.

Remind me again.

We're getting intoxicated!
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