laphroaig

it got messy, it got mashed. Two girls gave me there phone numbers without me asking (I returned them to them but the intention was a ego stroke) we crashed an art function and quaffed good champagne - the three boys I was with were ejected while I was seen as a patron?!? Must be the mo! And I had to carry my friend home to his fiancé. I think I only started to get drunk once I got him home. Last man standing. It's 12.30 and still they are not up.... 35 degrees.... Of to the beach now.