Jesus made this. Well, okay, his Dad did at least.

Why do I do it? First off, let me just say that I am so fucking hungover that if I don't get this right, I don't care and I won't edit later. So this is my drunk letter to everyone. I did that already and it wasn't pretty so if I do it again, I know what to expect.

I am so hungover that I actually surfed the web for hangover cures. Turns out, there isn't one. sleep, water and a little more booze helps. 

I remember when I was young, and IIw as in college, what little college I got to enjoy and I remember barf. I remembergood times and parties and girls. I still rememgber the girls. And the best part? I remember barfing. I also remember telling myself "I'll never do that again!" I am a fucking moron.

I can't do this, retrospect is painful right now. I'm pretty sure there are no pictures.