Friday, January 24, 2014

"I'd like to make a toast..."

You'd soak your toast in your drink then raise your glass to whatever was to be toasted for. That's what they used to do. Trillions of years ago. Tonight I made toasts to the mundane shit of my day, in pretense to their commemorative factors. 
I'd like to make a toast for the beer and the wine and the cigarettes I purchased. And to the few week old left over beverages in my room to finish the job. 

Cheers. 

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