Booze, my sweet sweet love

So, I'm not a big drinker. I don't go out every weekend and get pissed drunk like some people I know... OMG HINT! ;) But I have to say, at Beck's wedding, I had a fucking fantastic drunken sloshy time. There was a point where I was a little over exerted from dancing and jumping around and that mixed with alkeyhall is not a pleasant combo. But there was narry a vomitous explosion. I have these vitamins to prevent throwing up and hangovers (not chacers, those are gay), but these things called X-orb. Gay name, but they really work. Anyway, there were a few things I don't remember, like a silly picture with Beck, Tim and Nick's grandma. I suppose that's not so good when you're meeting your boyfriend's and the bride's family members and you can't even remember taking a picture with them. Apparently all went well though. Anyway, got along really well with the whole family and what not. I'll never forget the Moni Moni hump. Good times, foo.