Just One More
It is late. It is a school day tomorrow. You are not quite sure what exactly is happening. You started drinking beer at midday and have just finished off your second bottle of wine and forgotten to eat. Your stereo is blasting out the latest Foals tune and something appears to be on the television.
You may have been asleep.
The front of your shirt is covered in red wine and there is a wet patch on your crotch, which surely must be beer.
Somewhere in your alcohol addled brain a little quiet weak voice is squeaking, “Stop now, you silly man. You don’t know what you are doing, just go to bed.”
However, your mouth is slurring, “Sod it, I’m enjoying myself. I will open another bottle. Maybe I will telephone some people, or email them. That’s a really excellent idea.”
Opening another bottle of wine you switch on your computer.
This is a bad idea and will lead to intense paranoia and self-hatred.
You will do it again.
2 Comments
Ha! You certainly will.
It’s a good idea Little Chin-Chan the Chinaman doesn’t live in your block, eh? ‘You don’t know me, Chinny. Hic.’
Hehehehe.
I’m yet to go knocking on my neighbours’ doors while drunk. However, I have been known to visit the local gay club - now that is drunk.