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The Joy of Hangovers
Ouch, my everything.
The sum total of my accomplishments for this Sunday has been lying extremely still, watching half an episode of Warehouse 13, and wishing for an artifact that would allow me to travel back in time to last night and punch the person who said, drink this, it was brewed by, like, monks right in the face.
The sum total of my accomplishments for this Sunday has been lying extremely still, watching half an episode of Warehouse 13, and wishing for an artifact that would allow me to travel back in time to last night and punch the person who said, drink this, it was brewed by, like, monks right in the face.