I love that moment when you look into your half-empty glass and realize you're slightly drunk. The warm-and-fuzzies in your head, drawing out a half-smile that turns into a full one another sip later; the heated flush on your face coupled with the almost erotic rush of taste as you finish your glass; the tunes that spring unbidden into your head and force you to think, then hum, then sing:
Can anybody fi-ind meeeeee...
Somebody to lo-oooo-ooove.
No, you're not Freddy Mercury, but after two rum punches you can probably sing just as well as him!
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Are you a better shower singer or drunk singer?
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