Sunday, August 19, 2012

YOU KNOW THE NIGHT GOT OUT OF HAND WHEN....

you wake up with a burn on the inside of your calf. Stings like hell.
Your dad falls asleep on the patio and refuses to get up to go to bed, so he spends the night out like a dog.
"Long live Estonia!" is the catchphrase of the night. From the Finns, not the Estonians.
Your sister is convincing us all "she never throws up, ever!" Morning came, guess what.


Among other things. Let's not discuss the rest of the evening shall we.

I need more coffee.


Ei näin.

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