This morning woke up head throbbing, ears ringing, breath tasting like ashes, empty condom wrappers all over the floor, one torn Hank III ticket stub on my nightstand with a few different receipts to different bars. Looked to my left and found naked female figure laying there... good Tuesday night I would say.
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lorybeth:
ha nice
elvischrist:
Good to run into you at Hank III. Sounds like your night ended better than mine!