Why does every muse that gets into my head just have to get drunk? Is it some sort of weird initiation ritual I'm unaware of? Did I miss a memo? Why doesn't anybody ever tell me anything? Huh. I'm talking to you here, Breckin! Get over here and explain this!
(Oh, likkit, I'm actually writing it now. Bitches. Give me a title, and pick a bloody tense, for fuck's sake, or I shall clobber you mightily WITH A STICK!)
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