It’s one of those … mornings

Drank waaaay too much last night: It’s one of those “Oh good, there are my keys.” kinda’ mornings.

Glad it’s not one of those “Oh fuck! Where the fuck are my keys!! Shit! Shit! Shit!” mornings.

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