I'm All Out of Love
Ok. So the picture adjoining this post is from a drunken karaoke night. Get over it.
Tonight, in the new philosophy, was a night of poker (walking away with cash, thank you) which simultaneously inorporated a housewarming and a booze-stealing (somebody else's house, but I took a bottle chianti from the front lobby of our second branch where it was doing nobody and sort of good); some short bar hopping; and then the requisite chuar (meat on a stick).
I'm going to bed happy.
(PS: I have to return the empty chianti bottle tomorrow. No one heres knows the difference between an enpty or a full bottle of wine.)
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way to go bill; you've become the target of comment spam!
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