It happens. Many is the night I used to hit Toxic Hell in college in the wee hours, after a drunken polluted mess of a binge, in search of delectable nachos. I think the judge should have been a weensy bit more understanding.
I GET IT, KHORY.
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two twenty-ounce bottles of Jägermeister
Get out! I couldn't imagine having anything settle on my stomach after all that Jager!!
This reminds me of many years ago, my daughter was at Michigan State when they won a national basketball championship. Hundreds of students dragged couches out their dorms & apartments and set them on fire. It was on the national news. One kid was arrested roasting a hot dog on a stick over a burning couch. When he went to court, the judge asked him why he was roasting a hot dog over a burning couch. And the kid says "I was hungry."
I know you can appreciate that story, little buddy.
There have been nights I would have broken into a Popeye's Fried Chicken back in the old days if they hadn't been open.
But did you read what the dude drank? That had to be one of the worst hangovers in the history of booze.
Dearest SB, that's hilarious!
I love nachos especially with melted cheese. In fact I like pretty much anything with melted cheese. I don't think I'd go to those lengths to get some.
Have a great Friday. I love you xx
I've just seen all your posts and I haven't been to bed yet so I shall return later and comment properly xx And I see there's a trip to Mail Online involved
Lou,
I love that kid. Simplicity is a beautiful thang.
Christina,
Me too. ANYTHING with cheese. I tried to be vegan once, but I can't live without dairy. Love you, buddy.
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