Malaka
you know, **** it, let’s just not think so much
Gin lover here. Probably also signals something I don’t want to admit (I’m an alcoholic)
Back when the hawks won their first championship I had a bender the night before the parade with my sister and her friends. Being younger and underage I wanted to impress them and unknowingly poured what I thought was a good amount for a mixer, but in reality chugged a 3/4th full red cup of Smirnoff. In about 30 minutes I was face down in my bed spinning and woke up with puke all over the side of my bed. Lucky I didn’t choke on it. Blamed it on the dog, hit the metra hungover and hustled downtown with my family. Fun times — but now just the smell of Smirnoff is traumatizing and I’m pretty f***ing beyond averse to vodka. Yall who can drink it are stronger lads
Back when the hawks won their first championship I had a bender the night before the parade with my sister and her friends. Being younger and underage I wanted to impress them and unknowingly poured what I thought was a good amount for a mixer, but in reality chugged a 3/4th full red cup of Smirnoff. In about 30 minutes I was face down in my bed spinning and woke up with puke all over the side of my bed. Lucky I didn’t choke on it. Blamed it on the dog, hit the metra hungover and hustled downtown with my family. Fun times — but now just the smell of Smirnoff is traumatizing and I’m pretty f***ing beyond averse to vodka. Yall who can drink it are stronger lads
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