hands are numb from sleeping on them.
too many stiff drinks and after hours at the king club with the sweeneys
really did me in.
i should have kicked that bouncer in the nuts after he accused us of stealing ALL the pool balls.
no more SHAMrock for us.
did we run into Brian?

and willy, it's blogger, not booger.

sneezing like a cat allergic to itself.
must get pills...

mental note: Billy V. gets new pager number