100 Proof

Tuesday night I went to a party at my friend Keith's house. After a couple mixed drinks of pure alcohol and too many shots of Tequila and Hot Damn 100 I was out of it. Unfortunately I remember everything, all the texts and phone calls I made. I apologize to those of you that received something stupid from me. Yeah, I get kind of emotional and want to tell people my feelings. I called my buddy Joe and he ventured on over and partook in some of the Tequila with me. When I was ready to leave I wandered out to my car, but was quickly cut off by Brooke, who wasn't about to let me leave. So they dragged my ass back in the house and made me sit for awhile. Probably a good idea considering I would have went to jail had I been pulled over. Interesting night, even better party. Anywho, I leave you with a picture of myself and my talented musician friend Joe Young.