Well I don't think you could recreate that hangover if you tried. It was like the perfect storm of hangovers.
My brother is a Facebook fan of two things: God, and Rihanna. If he's not a prime example of the rare "Baptist closeted gay," I don't know who is.
You saying I have a drinking problem is like saying Superman has a flying problem.
Swine flu is the new snow day.
You totally narrated your dogs thoughts for 2 and a half hours last night, and I was enthralled. I didn't say one word, I just listened.
It is virtually impossible to listen to "Single Ladies"and perform any seated task.
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