Alrgiht, Tuna dra dra. You wanted a drunken reply, here's a drunken reply. I've tried ti leave this as unedited as possible, so here goes. I really fon't knoe what exactly to put down, so maybe I should start with my day today. I went out in the afternoon to go to the bar and guess what? My car wouldn't start. One of my frineds left the getto ass fan switch on my car on and it drained my battery. So I called my mom;s boyfriend for a jump and he came over and my car started working so I picked up my broke ass friend from work and we hit up the local watering hole. I haven't gone drinkin in a while, so after four jack and cokes, I was down. I sung some ass fucked karaoke and then I decided, hey, Tuna dra dra wanted a drnken reply from me, so I hacve to do that when I get home.
A very sober friend drove me and here I am, writing out this nosense. And Yeah... Whaterver, so what.
Blah, blah, yada, yada, coomusunghooi. SDon't ask me what that means, I told you I qwas incrediably uncreative when I was drunk. Nonsense. Blergh.
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I'mma go nows.