Friday, December 12, 2008

My Poison

Chubby..

One tequila..

I recently just watched an episode of Entourage, in which Vincent Chase, usually the calmest of the bunch, threw a cellphone in rage and cursed loudly. That had taken me aback a bit, never would have guessed that coming.

Two tequila..

Chubby..

Three tequila..

Promotion is nigh.. Strong career improvement came knockin' on ur door.. Ur on top of the world! Global crisis hit, shatters everything apart..

Four tequila..

Chubby..

Five tequila..


Time for my sleep perhaps..

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