So why does the CVS pharmacy down the street employ surprisingly attractive men? Today I went to pickup my refill of my anti-depressents and also bought deodorant and Reese's peanut butter cups. The guy must have thought I go home depressed and spent the night slathering on the deodorant, stuffing my face with chocolate and masturbating.
I heard a rumor that the Distillers broke up. That sucks. But wait, I'm already over it. Anything besides Coral Fang was nothing to write home about.
Ok, in all serious, though, fuck drinking. It neither impresses me nor makes you a funny or interesting person. Your drinking stories mask the absense of any real personality.
