I forgot to drink a glass of water after every shot of tequila last night and now I am paying for it. I can hear my brain sloshing around in my head.
And I've gotta take the sprogs swimming in the neighbors pool. Yech. I hate outside. But it is the trade off I worked in order to get out of taking them to the beach.
I better go ahead and get it over with so I can go back to bed.
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So. Did you get freaky with Sweety? It was Saturday night after all. One of us would have to be dead for us to just go to sleep on a Saturday night.
I think getting freaky would be putting it mildly. It's Monday and I still feel like I ran a marathon while being pelted with rocks on Saturday night.
I like it.
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