I Officially Partied Too Hard

[CarolMaxheinie]

Maybe I’m too old (42) or maybe I got used to sea life and it fucked with my biology but my husband and I are in San Diego and we danced last night from 10pm til 7am (partying hopped to four different soirees, gradually losing items of clothing as we went) and I’m fucking dead right now. I’m laying on the sofa in our AirBNB watching football and praying for death. I don’t drink and didn’t do an especially large amount of drugs…I think I’m just exhausted. Tomorrow’s flight home will be a welcome relief.

Anyway as I lie here, it occurs to me that this lazy, awful feeling is what Patso feels every day. No wonder he’s such a pathetic bitter loser. He lies on his dirty couch covered in cat hair mixed with lizard shit, feeling horrible from this slothful existence and terrible diet, and watched MSNBC squawk about dem evil Republicans. Ugly Niki trudges by with her sunglasses on her head, and deep down the misery of his life must register in his pea brain. It explains a lot of his mental illness and retarded Twitter obsession. He has no hope and no light in his life outside of it.

Anyway these are the thoughts of a retired 42 year old entrepreneur recovering from a night of molly and debauched dancing. There’s also a weird painted handprint on my ass that I hope came from my husband…I’m afraid to ask at this point.

 

[MySecondFatterAccount]

I went to a New Years in SD by the Torrey Pines golf course like 10 years ago. Coke got involved and it was pretty intense night. Not a fan of coke. I remember my cousins wife wanting to blow me and one of his friends passed out on the balcony in a puddle of his own vomit.

 

[Snake]

No, maraThon stlaker. I party harder then you. I'm sorry your stamina is so low. I've been a well conditioned athlete for over 20 years now and I'm apart of the Liminal Order. I could offer you some advice to strengthen your cardiovascular system, but I won't. Hush now.

 

[Kim_Jong_Poon_]

 

[Kim_Jong_Poon_]

I went to a New Years in SD by the Torrey Pines golf course like 10 years ago. Coke got involved and it was pretty intense night. Not a fan of coke. I remember my cousins wife wanting to blow me and one of his friends passed out on the balcony in a puddle of his own vomit.

How was Torrey Pines? I've only done the virtual golf map

 

[captain_kamala]

you're in peak physical condition so it hits you harder. not so bad when you're a fat slob.

 

[MySecondFatterAccount]

How was Torrey Pines? I've only done the virtual golf map

It was just a NYE party on the surrounding property. I have never been on the actual course.

 

[Sputnik]

It gets exhausting to be recovering from partying all the time (in Pats case booze) but Piggy needs to be concerned with chemical dependency. I wonder how long before his shakes start.

 

[SmellenShoehorn]

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How ironic - back then, the quilt was on them

 

[guest]

You're a good egg, you dont waste your body or mind on booze except on special occasions...Imagine if we did a biopsy on Fatrick, how many polyps in his colon...what kind of bad shape his liver and kidneys would be in, etc.

 

[RedGlareRecipient]

Completely off-topic: what’s next, Carol? Now that you’re back stateside is it onto some new grind? A sexual tyrannosaur like you doesn’t seem like the type to rest on the ol’ laurels.

 

[Gay Faggot.]

Laying on the couch watching football? You’re not at a bar, where it’s playing, tweeting stolen jokes and arguing with trolls? Then pretending you’re a fan? Oh wait, you’re a real man. Feel better Carol.

 

[Jim Norton’s Wife's Cock]

I respect your commitment to the gay lifestyle, brotherman.

 

[LockedHDD__Pot]

get some electrolytes to rehydrate properly & maybe some 5htp supplement to help naturally restore serotonin, & Happy New Year!

 

[guest]

San diego is the best city on earth. Lived there for a while. Now I live in the south...which is fine but SD is sweet.

 

[guest]

Maybe I’m too old (42) or maybe I got used to sea life and it fucked with my biology but my husband and I are in San Diego and we danced last night from 10pm til 7am (partying hopped to four different soirees, gradually losing items of clothing as we went) and I’m fucking dead right now. I’m laying on the sofa in our AirBNB watching football and praying for death. I don’t drink and didn’t do an especially large amount of drugs…I think I’m just exhausted. Tomorrow’s flight home will be a welcome relief.

Anyway as I lie here, it occurs to me that this lazy, awful feeling is what Patso feels every day. No wonder he’s such a pathetic bitter loser. He lies on his dirty couch covered in cat hair mixed with lizard shit, feeling horrible from this slothful existence and terrible diet, and watched MSNBC squawk about dem evil Republicans. Ugly Niki trudges by with her sunglasses on her head, and deep down the misery of his life must register in his pea brain. It explains a lot of his mental illness and retarded Twitter obsession. He has no hope and no light in his life outside of it.

Anyway these are the thoughts of a retired 42 year old entrepreneur recovering from a night of molly and debauched dancing. There’s also a weird painted handprint on my ass that I hope came from my husband…I’m afraid to ask at this point.

As a man in your age group I feel your pain. It's no longer possible for me to lift and even have 2 drinks on the same day. I also no longer drink on week days. I was wondering how Patrick does it, but then I remembered that he just lays on a couch all day, so he doesn't even know just how out of shape he is.

 

[ShutYourCakeHorn]

 

[CarolMaxheinie]

Completely off-topic: what’s next, Carol? Now that you’re back stateside is it onto some new grind? A sexual tyrannosaur like you doesn’t seem like the type to rest on the ol’ laurels.

I have a pretty good idea for a new venture, and I’m gathering some investors to locate resources and land for a small pilot plant. I am gonna take my time getting started but I’m not going to just lay around and get soft and doughy like Fat Pat. Unless the Tomlinsons I believe in contributing to society in a positive way.