I'm drunk!

Yeah. I’m ****ed. Gonna get more ****ed.
I was well on my way there, then went home to get some vleis to take to an impromptu braai, but then had a sandwich at home and that was that for me. Drinking mood spoiled.

Eating is cheating.
 
Someone left a bottle of Kraken at my house.

I never drink rum, so many glasses of rum and Coke later I now feel properly shitfaced.
 
It’s not looking good for me. I’m in deep, rural Limpopo and I’m pisssed. It’s hot, beers are plenty, and my inner voice is fighting me to stop.

**** it, we drink.
Fuk that useless inner voice, you do you boo and you fuking enjoy it to the fullest! I'm with you!

Cheers?
 
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