Chunderstruck

It’s New Years Eve in 78 minutes. Not sure what to do for tomorrow night. I’ve got a bottle of red wine and a bottle of white wine, both freebies, and I’m not a wine drinker. The bank balance won’t allow for beer, not when Fantastic Noodles, beef flavour, needs to be bought.  I’m guessing two bottles of filth-tasting drink down my throat will mean I’ll wake up either hugging the toilet, vomit everywhere OR wake up with pants around my ankles, poop and vomit everywhere. Anyone wanna swap?

Oh, Happy New Year y’all.


2 Comments to “Chunderstruck”  

  1. 1 Captain Poopey

    Happy New Year dude and thanks for the hot lady love!

  2. 2 corym

    The pleasure is all mine.

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