I know I'm a little too late as it's touching mid of the month already but #niggasaywhuuuut? Better late than never. Out of many drunken days in the past few months, I find this particularly amusing and yea, counted as one of the best day ever!
I woke up hungover of one beautiful Saturday and decided to go for brunch with the #barefootchics group. Just when I thought I could get another 20 mins of sleep, Caryn said "No, get ready and I'm on my way to pick you up, let's go somewhere."
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For us being us. Coffee sounds strange, pretty sure our body's autopilot system would direct us to our right place. So yea, started with my favorite booze/boost of the day - Bloody Mary
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| If you have to ask if it's too early to drink...You're an amateur & we can't be friends. |
Nowadays taking car seems to be too mainstream. Our friends are busy flying all over the world than being in town. Hours of catching up with the #barefootchics with drinks and taaadaaaa, off we go to TDH madness Cider Saturday! (Ten bucks/each for any cider in the house!)
As we all agreed to go slow with the silent killer, it went perfectly well for the.... first 90 minutes I would say.
Photos were great, peoples talking, everything's normal.
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| #barefootchics (short of one) w the manager? |
Then sh*t happened. Sorry, I mean #HAVOC happened!
What do you expect? The booze was cheaper than petrol!
To the partner in crime that started the whole ''judgement'' treat.
#Victim 1: Don.
#Victim 2: Sam.
#Victim 3,4,5,6,7,.....lost count. Do your math. :P
Holding a bottle of killer in my hand, that's where my memory went lost.
Nothing could beat a whole day of cider tossing, surrounded by cherish people on my favorite day.
Cheers,
LouiseXin
