Wednesday, December 31, 2014


Going down to the liquor store is such a pleasurable experience, all the colours and tastes to sear your mind and tongue, oh, at times it becomes too much and I fall to floor and have a seizure right there in the store from the thought of it. then my spirit leaves my body and wanders down the aisles, having little sips of everything, tasting the fine liqueurs and aperitifs. my spirit cannot get drunk but enjoys the taste and gets a warm glowing warming glow in it's spirit stomach. If I have still not woken from my seizure after a while, my spirit leaves the shop and goes down the street to taste some cheese.

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