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Tom vs. Whiskey
No one asked; no one wants to know.
Later, we put him in the truck and told him not to leave the vehicle.
This is where he spent most of Saturday night. Including a trip down the highway.
At one point enroute, he did look up, and his expression seemed to ask, Who am I?
The next morning, I force a Bad Girl Power Drink down him.
By the time we get to the airport, he looks as if he were rode hard and put away wet.
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Everything else pales in comparison.
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I LITERALLY laughed out loud... in fact so long and so loud I may be getting fired.
Sad... really sad...
I feel as though I should thank you genuinely now though. You have just convinced me to remain sober for the remainder of my life.
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I think for Christmas I'll be getting you a "Binky."