Last night....See, I had a really hard day yesterday, see, cause it was Thursday and that means lots of things like moving darth vader for street cleaning, taking big boy naps, and licking my armpits which my mom says is dirty. When she says those things to me I feel bad about myself and have periods of self loathing which are not good for anyone! So Last night, my buddy Harry the Hedgehog and I decided to have a little drinky. It was quite delicious. Yum yum yum.
But then after that, I started to feel whoaaa whooaaa whoooaaa dizzy. Harry threw up and it was groaty. Plus, mom took away my keys. It was probably better that way.
But I hung in there. This morning, I had to drink some Gatoraide to help my tummy feel better. Booze is not that answer.
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