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I could still taste the whiskey In my mouth, rum-rimmed, The tang of coke, light gin, Better than mint, As my eyes turned three, Balance broke, but My mind stayed intact, So I took my calculator, Solved calculus in front of you, Pi r square h, volume of the drink-- Look, Chandrasekhar, Volkoff-- My words are slurred yet clearer Than ***** neat, more fluent Than *** slipping in like silk Into my throat, the blooming Sweet heat lingers, my Feet numb, as I walked, Arm slung over your shoulder, Laughed, fear clear, stir sears, I'm not sorry, I'm free, in glee With you, while the mild aftertaste Remains, dissipates late, my mate, Our best most happiest date... Oh boy. I may just forget much. But I won't forget That you still owe me twenty point four seven five dollars.
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Oct 23, 2019
Oct 23, 2019 at 11:45 AM UTC
Tipsy
I could still taste the whiskey In my mouth, rum-rimmed, The tang of coke, light gin, Better than mint, As my eyes turned three, Balance broke, but My mind stayed intact, So I took my calculator, Solved calculus in front of you, Pi r square h, volume of the drink-- Look, Chandrasekhar, Volkoff-- My words are slurred yet clearer Than ***** neat, more fluent Than *** slipping in like silk Into my throat, the blooming Sweet heat lingers, my Feet numb, as I walked, Arm slung over your shoulder, Laughed, fear clear, stir sears, I'm not sorry, I'm free, in glee With you, while the mild aftertaste Remains, dissipates late, my mate, Our best most happiest date... Oh boy. I may just forget much. But I won't forget That you still owe me twenty point four seven five dollars.
*** what was I doing last night hahahh
#alcohol#gin#drunk#tipsy#friendship#coke#drinks#night
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Oct 23, 2019
Oct 23, 2019 at 11:45 AM UTC
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