if you’re looking for a surefire way to get drunk please drink the following:
- bota box of wine (it’s like a juice box. only no juice. only wine)
- glass of rumchata
- jager bomb
- 2 glasses of boxed wine
- shot of jager
- a beer
so thank god it’s friday. and i only have to work eight hours today.
here’s my link up for lauren’s high five 4 friday over at from my grey desk.
1. any glass of red wine. seriously.
2. this cat. because he might kill me.
3. 69’ing wedding bears at the $1 store. they can’t help they like to fornicate in public. and dabble in erotic asphyxiation.
4. i have no words for my dog. he is a fucking nut-bag.
5. ladies and gentleman – i have stuck with something for two.whole.weeks. and oddly enough – it’s running. which is the practically the worst thing in the world. and if one more person asks me how awesome it is as i get used to it i will cram my fist down your throat. because i hate it. i hate every fucking minute of it.
so thank goodness it’s the weekend. what’s on the docket? more miserable running. joy.