Tuesday, May 16, 2006

What's that smell?

I smell... whiskey. Where's that coming from? Oh, it's me.

In a startingly brilliant move, I woke up this morning and put on the same jeans I was wearing last night. The same jeans I was wearing when I spilled an entire cup of James Beam and Coke into my lap. Nice. As Paul might say, I'm going to be chased by alcoholic bees all day.


Post a Comment

<< Home