I’m alive. Barely. I can hear cats whispering blocks away. That’s how much my head hurts right now. It’s probably from all the Puerto Rican sun and not from the fact that I drank half my weight in rum.
I swear I have amazing stories for you but right now I just need to lay my head down for a few minutes.
Someone shut those fucking cats up.
A few pictures here if you just can’t wait.
PS. I’m not a drug addict. Thanks for asking.
Comment of the day: Dude, when I’m in your position, I can hear people eating marshmallows. Those marshmallow eating bastards are loud. ~Type (little) a