Sometimes I just need to loose it, get wasted, do something regretable and dangerous with a stranger, walk home without shoes in the early hours and sleep for a day a night and a day.
All this exercising and clean living is KILLING ME!
Why does society insist we abandon the good times? Friends, shirk your responsbilities! Meet me in the park, bring spirits and skunk.
It'll be blast (from the past).
Teenagers will laugh at us.
Phew. Have recovered from self-destruct mode.