The tattoo, hair cut, sore arse and nose piercing that I found when I awoke after 2 days on the beer in Manila probably meant I was drunk. No idea how or why though.
Had to crawl home once, that was fucking bad. Crawled back but saved my 2 kebabs, fucked my pants and shoes. It is also why i will never touch Tequila again.
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