The unthinkable, the impossible, is about to happen. I am about to decline an invitation to the Whisky Live Festival tonight. Yes, I am afraid that it is true. After all the debauchery and bingeing this weekend, the thought of Jack (or any other whiskey) makes me go green and my insides churn. I cannot believe it.
Here I am, sitting at my desk, holding 4 tickets for tonight's festival and I do not know what to do with them! I am trembling at the possible thought of giving them away, but that is what I might have to do in the end.
Ladies and germs, the world, as we know it, is about to end. You have been warned.
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2 comments:
Noooooooo Give us our cazzy back, give her back to me now!!!
Hey, I am scared too. This cant be happening!!!
Hope I recover and come to my senses on Friday! Someone must be messing with my mind!
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