Yo- Welcome to Drunk Again.com, and thanks for stopping by. Hey! I'm Culito and...guess what?! I'm drunk again!! As promised, I will only update this blog when I'm drunk off my ass. If I post sober, don't worry, I'll put a disclaimer in. Like: "Hey, I'm sober, and I'm just responding to the extremely pathetic post I wrote last night." Anyway...
It snowed a couple of inches here in central Misery and I decided, rather intelligently, I might add, to wear my seldom-worn combat boots for a walk out in the snow. I love my Vans and I didn't want to get them all sloppy and salty ( for fear they might rust.) Unfortunately, my boots have no traction whatsoever, I found out, so I was positive I was gonna fall down by the end of the evening. I was sober, hence, correct.
I was just going to walk over to my landlord's office and pay the rent (late), but once I got that far, I thought, I might as well stop by my favorite watering hole, the east side tavern for a beer or six. Well, I did just that, and walking home, I bit the dust (or snow) right outside my freakin' front door. I usually expect to wipe out at least once per winter, but I've been lucky the last three. Not tonight! Noooooooo! I was just exiting off the Ripley St. turnpike onto my driveway when, wham! I fell straight on my ass. Oh, well, at least I have a high blood alcohol percentage as an excuse!
Later, y'all, and welcome.