I have a bruise on my wrist and no recollection of its getting.
My bag is open but the clothes, well, they're not put away yet.
I'm typing to keep my arms from shaking.
Too cold last night. Too hot last night. Too cold last night.
The tips of my fingers are itchy and numb, I thought both were exclusive.
The memories of the weekend flash into me, then out of me before I recognise them.
Emotive affairs, these family weddings.
Once the DTs have passed, I'll write of its glory.
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You flirt.
Or should that be 'You dog' ?
Was your sister looking gorgeous? Were you looking even gorgeouser?
Hop back on that horse Radge, a lovely day today, ready for some more destruction !!
No no. No no no no.
No, Red.
Never again with the drink.
Deadly buzz Radge. Never pleasant is the bit of shakiness of a Tuesday morn.
Sneak a couple of lunchtime pints in then sleep it off for an hour and you'll be right as rain.
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/health/article-1168660/New-study-says-glass-wine-day-lead-shakes.html
I'm done for, looks like you are too Radge - let's shake together.
Awesome
Radge it was a pleasure seeing you enjoy the weekend to the fullest.. In Paris now sitting on the balcony of our hotel room looking out over the roofs at the Eiffel tower.
I wish you a speedy recovery!!
Ladies and gentlemen, the groom!
G'man Erf, sorry I couldn't write a better testimony to the greatness of the weekend.
Oh wait. I just did.
Radge it was a pleasure seeing you enjoy the weekend to the fullest.. In Paris now sitting on the balcony of our hotel room looking out over the roofs at the Eiffel tower.
I wish you a speedy recovery!!
Oeuf.
More booze.
Well, at least you lived to tell about it. More or less. ;)
No more booze ever, Sarah.
And barely, Hope. Barely. Catching up on sleep since.
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