the tale of me drinking alone
i'm drinking alone again. makers and a couple rocks. followed by some knob, minus the rocks. i should eat dinner, but i don't have the will to heat the leftovers up. i'm waiting for a friend. i'm drinking till the end. i have a good life.
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You know what I've just realized -
I've still not actually drank with you yet. I mean - I think I drank some of your Makers at your place once, and part of a beer - but, that does not count, as we were all being ushered out the door.
This should be remedied sometime, my old friend.
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