The negative effects of drinking
I know it’s late and all but I’ve just come to the following drunken revelation (which at this point I’m really quite sober, so it’s more of a post-swizzled epiphany):
Her: Why are you leaving?
Me: Bite me.
Her: Damn, now I really don’t wanna get to know the mean you.
Me: Hey, this is me being nice!
Boy can I be a mean son-of-a-bitch when I’m drunk.