And here I am, 1 o’clock in the morning… it’s not 420 anymore and wouldn’t you know it… I’m drunk. (7 Stella Artois, 1 Guiness Draught – for those keeping track at home). Too drunk to even give a proper rundown of the events that transpired tonight. This, my dear Sorry Drunk readers will come in the morning. Or to be more realistic, tomorrow afternoon.
For now, I’m just leaving a screen grab of yesterday’s 4/20 front page for all my belated drunk associates around the globe who were too enibriated to see it yesterday. The rest of the story will come today… this I promise you. And I haven’t made a promise to you yet, so this is my chance to prove myself wrong… I’m not even sure that makes sense.
I have to go to sleep now.
Good Night Kids… Mahalo, Lou
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