


Last Night, Booski and I got hammered. I am working all day today (on my split now) but don't feel to bad. We were drinking until the sun came up.
This morning, I kept burping up this horribly, sweet tasting shit. It was really gross, then I realised we were drinking Red Wine with Coke (absolutely revolting). Never again will I drink Red Wine and Coke together. They are a cobination that doesn't go well together.
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