Oh, I’m an utterly charming drunk I promise. Perfect gentleman and all that. Though I have a nasty habit of chatting up the bar-staff to the point at which they’ll remember me the next morning and I end up with cokes on the house as they try to sober me up. Of course by that point I’m already sober but I never have the heart to tell them. ^_^
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I also typo like a mad thing.