7 shots in and I began to realize I was only taking shots to compliment the Korean yogurt chaser I was slowly falling in love with.
7 shots later I realized that motion wasn't such a good idea (for a lightweight).
Who the fck passes out at 10:30pm on a Friday night?
Soju, I kinda hate you now.
I am so affected by last night my head doesn't know how to nurse this bad hangover. It's. That. Bad. Pound for pound every hour. My head wants to explode.
Can I just say this though? Koreans, ya'll are hardcore. Kathy "Gangster" Lee, thanks for killing me last night. You win.
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