Well, well…
Don’t hate me. Working is killing my soul. So what now? Do you want to ring the last drop from me? Do you want me to give the last bit of energy I have for your amusement? Damn you!!!! Why must you pressure me?!?!? Is nothing I do ever good enough for you. I turned 30 a couple weeks ago…did you bring me hooch…Nooooooooo. I think this relationship has become a one way street. I give and I give and I give! Wait….so you say you can change? Things will be different? Just promise not to hurt me anymore.
Having said all that….I’m willing to accept late birthday hooch.
I’m confused. Is this a cry for drank-up or some back-dat-thang-up? I can help you with the former. Not so much the latter. LMAO
Comment by NinaMM — December 15, 2008 @ 11:25 pm
In Puerto Rico we have moonshine rum, It’s known to be deadly. Cured with all sorts of things that look rather scary in the bottle, known to make you forget who you are for days …interested?
Comment by eslocura — December 16, 2008 @ 10:46 am
no hooch here
but happy birthday
:)
Comment by GC — December 16, 2008 @ 3:24 pm
What can I say? We’re takers. You knew what this was.
Comment by Mel — December 16, 2008 @ 9:08 pm
Don’t let ‘em drain you!
Comment by Nikki — December 22, 2008 @ 2:21 pm