So ya, you know that thing that lets you hold your liquor. I dropped it. You know that part of your brain that tells you, "Don't pick that stripper up, rub your face in her cleavage and spin her around." I lost that. Oh and that part of your soul that says "Don't fight your friends, they will kill, and they are your friends." I sold it.
I am a bad person.I will see you at the bar.
