If memory serves
Well, I know I drank too much yesterday.
I know I was home, tipsy, by 7:30PM.
I know the Pats won, by a safety, and that the Red Sox won too.
I think, I joined a women's football team last night.
I think, I also joined a bowling team.
Oh, ow, yeah, I definitely arm-wrestled some people too. The biceps, they're sore.
Oh boy, what've I gotten myself into?
This is what happens when I don't sufficiently train for the drinking, I mean, football season.
It's 7AM.
I'm awake, and, I think, still a little tipsy.
Oh boy.
Oh yeah, I'm pretty sure I decided to go to Minnesota this weekend too.
I need to write shit down when I'm that tipsy, to avoid blurry memory mornings such as this.
Ah well, if nothing else, I'm certain I had fun, and probably made an ass of myself. Welcome back football!
I know I was home, tipsy, by 7:30PM.
I know the Pats won, by a safety, and that the Red Sox won too.
I think, I joined a women's football team last night.
I think, I also joined a bowling team.
Oh, ow, yeah, I definitely arm-wrestled some people too. The biceps, they're sore.
Oh boy, what've I gotten myself into?
This is what happens when I don't sufficiently train for the drinking, I mean, football season.
It's 7AM.
I'm awake, and, I think, still a little tipsy.
Oh boy.
Oh yeah, I'm pretty sure I decided to go to Minnesota this weekend too.
I need to write shit down when I'm that tipsy, to avoid blurry memory mornings such as this.
Ah well, if nothing else, I'm certain I had fun, and probably made an ass of myself. Welcome back football!
posted by Jess at 7:05 AM
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And the results of the arm wrestling? On tape? Or in your memory?? Las Vegas odds are soon to be posted.
I was rather successful, I think. But certainly nothing Vegas odds-worthy.
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