
I was at an all-day house party and went through a bottle and a half of Jack (over a long summers day, not just in an evening or I'd be dead) on the night I lost my V-Plates. I needed the courage from the booze, to be honest. It was not the long-hoped-for Romantic Ideal (TM).
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Mon 21 May 2007, 9:15,
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