scratch that, cheap beer and i are not good friends. maybe casual acquaintances, but we ain't buds.
worst hangover experience ever. thought i was fuckin dying. then i remember i got hit in the chest really hard by the car door, then i thought maybe i punctured my spleen or something, but nah, that's the paranoia in me talking. silly goose. so yeah. damn. i will now ignore texts from best buy peeps when i have to open the next morning and i'm chillin on the couch. DAMNIT!
"lesson learned?" that's what nick says. haha. yes. lesson learned.
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