Giving up the devil’s water
After a roaring bender that spanned three days, numerous vodka shots, ephemeral nameless drinking buddies made over slow service that spun out into full blown make-out sessions and perhaps a bit more, then another night of excess consumption that left my memory of that night in tatters and a bruised ego, the self-introspection in the morning was equally harsh as the hangover.
Time to give up the devil’s water. So be it.
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I give it three days.
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i say 2 days.
I said that many times but I’m still friends with the devil.