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To the drunken guy who lost his shirt at the match last week,
When you staggered over to our aisle, beaming at everyone like a regular Mary Poppins and doling out hugs to random people, little did any of us dream that you would try to forcibly make out with the poor, unsuspecting sod sitting in the corner.
I hope that he didn’t hit you too hard. It’s bad enough to go home without the clothes you came in; I can’t even begin to imagine what it would be like to wake up without a few teeth.
Thank you for the, albeit slightly PG-13 entertainment, I hope you’re feeling better now Mr. Man.
Yours in sobriety,
Me
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>I saw one of em too.. maybe it was the same guy.. he he!
>i should go for more matches. love the header babester
>when i saw the title, for a moment there i was worried that you had taken to the bottle. phew!
>Oh how I miss SL!
>Aiyo!!! and here i was expecting to read about for very first unforgettable experience with the bottle of booze!!! What gutter!?!?! :p hurry up and get drunk already willoo…and no that doesnt mean i want to see you take your shirt off or try to make out with some random person!!! :p *runs for cover*Take care and have a great day Lil miss sobriety!!! ;)Cheers! (the alcoholic kind)Kaiser.
>Chaarmax, could be!Dee, the match itself was just ok. The crowd was aaawful though. And thaanks. :)Somawathie, my sister from another misterrr! How do you know I haven’t? ;)Sigma, 🙂 :)Kaiser, ahahaha. I don’t think you’d find drunk me very interesting, men! Nothing that sensational like taking my shirt off and ‘misbehaving’ in public. 😛