The Shakes

Dude... those drinks were the BOMB! After about six of those tequila shots, the Payoté, the hash, and the black tar heroine...Around 2am, I lost all sense of reason. To this day, only a few small flashes of things pop into my head now and again of what else happened that night. A hot Mexi chick.. a bar full of vampires... and some sexy, little piece of jail bait in a tee shirt showing off her assets... then I woke in that shallow grave with a headache a bad case of the shakes... no wallet, no recollection of who I was or where I came from... one thing I knew for sure... I was doing that sh-t again TONIGHT!