In Uncategorized on May 1, 2012 at 10:18 pm

I’ve been having an affair with Corona.

I’m not cheating on any other beverage; I’m using ‘affair’ in its true essence as a word.

The English language and its quips.

I usually get home afterwards and look in the mirror and wonder if a super belly or doughy skin bags will appear onto my thin frame, on account of my 2 beers a night.

This has only happened 3 nights- nonconsecutive.

I tend to project things to be worse than they actually are, in order to prevent from further abuse or disregard.

I’ll let you guys know if the affair subsides, or if i turn into Homer Simpson.


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