Of A Wedding...
I woke up on the cold concrete of a motel's sidewalk - minus one shoe. I wasn't staying at the motel, btw. I don't know how I ended up
there, either.
Booze > doobie fact.
-ohhhh!
a quality night then! No bridesmaids laying next to you though?
Sounds like brotherdoobie-booze=better life.
Did you loose the shoe or did someone steal it from you. Damn those one legged night thieves!
It's always fun playing detective on yourself - you know finding out just what the hell happened that night.
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Last edited by Alien5; Jun 6th, 2006 at 06:36 PM..
it fun when you've convinced yourself you've pieced together all those snapshots of certain times of the night beofre, and are happy nothing went wrong. Then you bump into a mate that saw you, and suddenly the story you developed in your head is far far far from the truth.
Never lost a shoe. Come home in other peoples shirts many times. Still not sure why.
yeah its true, actually
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Last edited by Alien5; Jun 6th, 2006 at 06:36 PM..
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