fusionface

smashed. tanked. liquified. out of sorts. all lushed up. down and dirty. fucked six ways from sunday. walkin the v-8 tilt. stupified. stumblin and bumblin. retarded. - These can all describe my Saint Patty's Day evening. good, but I dropped entirely too many bones at the bar. I remember tiny fragments of my evening. Drank about 5 irish car bombs. Beer in my hand from the time I got to the bar until the time I left. Countless Jager bombs. Lots of boobs in my face. Lots of leg being flashed. Me smiling like a drunken idiot. Kisses in inappropriate areas. Groping. Upskirt shots. Stumblin around on the dance floor- now thats a fuckin joke. All this and I still need to get laid.
Nobody puked though. And we got to watch some old dude pass out at the bar.