Nov 29
Island Life - Day 4 - The Morning After
Can’t.Do.It.Today…
Do.NOT.Slam.Blog.Doors.
Do.NOT.Stomp.Thru.Blog
Shhhh…

Mr Glenfiddich fucked with my head last night… well, technically it was very early this morning…
Gotta go and do some drunk txt messages/email damage control…
And figure out who I promised what to…
Shhhhh…
… help …
Never.Drinking.Again…
Well, not for the next 9 hours or so at least…













































Ooh, let me check my cell phone…
I’m typing this as quietly as I can…. Hope you found all your clothes….
You promised me a lap dance…just let me know when you’re gonna pay up
And why aren’t I on your list of drunken text message/naked picture recipients?
HELLO? ANYONE HERE!??
ooh sorry…CLICK CLICK…Sorry i just wanted to comment…CLACK CLACK…I forgot about my heels on the hardwood floor….ZZIIIIP…well it’s cold out there!…don’t worry,i’m leaving….SLAM..Sorry about the hangover!
Fab: I don’t have your cellphone number, Hon… You refused to give it to me…
Buff: Now that you mention it… where are my stockings… and my thong…
Robin: Sit down, enjoy
Avitable: Who mentioned nekkid pics? Are there any? Did you hear of them? Did you see them?
Metalmom: Yeah… thanks for that Hon… Really considerate of you…
*Tiptoes in and leaves some water and Advil, kisses your forehead and leaves*
A boy can dream, can’t he?
Finn: Hmmm, thanks Hon! You’re a star!
Avi: Sure Babe, sure… No prob… Are they good dreams?
To be paid for getting hangovers, this is insane! DO YA HEAR MEEEE?
Does that mean you aren’t going to fulfil this promise you emailed me?
FroggyWoogie: You have NO clue what else I need to do to get paid…
Lynda: Ehm… which one of the 5 promises was that?
HELLO?!? WAKE UP! HOW ABOUT A NICE GREASY PORK CHOP SANDWICH SMOTHERED IN A DIRTY ASHTRAY?
Rule #1 — Don’t ADMIT that you promised to do anything.. Make THEM come to YOU and remind you….. If you are lucky, it will go away of it’s own accord.
And what ever you do…never, never, NEVER say “So…what exactly happened last night because I don’t remember…and by the way…are those my panties hanging our of your pocket?”
ha…ha..ha.ha.ha…!!!!
*leaving some nice yummy hashbrowns and a ham and cheese omelette*
Feel better sugar–hydrate hydrate hydrate
And I need to email you my number–I LOVE drunk texts!!
I almost never get hungover anymore no matter how drunk I get. I think I’ve officially become an alcoholic…I mean, a professional drinker. ;)
JQ: *barf* I hope that was YOUR shoe I just puked over! :evil:
CinnKitty: Check! I stuck by your rules and nothing too shocking has happened… yet…
Turnbaby: Bring it on!
Webmiztris: Me neither. Next night I drunk even more and it was no problem… Got me kinda worried..