The One Drink Curse

Never go

out

and say

I’ll

just

have

one

drink,

a quiet one,

cause next

thing

you know

you’ll be slurring

gibberish,

jumping

off the chandeliers

of the club

with a kebab

in one hand

and a jug

of beer

and a

bottle of

scotch in the other

hand.

THE NEXT MORNING

Arrrrrggghh

I gotta

work

in ten

minutes…

TO BE CONTINUED

With

a

good

nights

sleep.

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