I threw up after I drank 3.5 shots.
Oh the vomit days.
I did not miss you.
When do you become a pro?
Many people ask, and many say the same, actually.
"When you stop making mess" I remember this one underground Dj telling me that.
"Cleaner and tidier, after work, clean up, leave no trace, move on" and on and on.
He was the island's best audio visual subcontractor. Singapore island.
By the fourth time I walked up to the trash can, I was casually vomiting.
I was like a retired soldier. Oh... this again. Barf. Barf barf.
Good bye Tequila.
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