Days I Haven't Died

You crazy bitch. I, indeed, was a crazy bitch.  If you were to translate the Spanish word para into English, and the Idiot-capitalism word loko into as loca  Spanish, you would find that the beverage was literally labelled "For crazy women". This seemed to be quite true, as the beverage contained twenty-four ounces- trust me, I did the math here,  - of the cheapest alcohol available. Arithmetic aside, you essentially paid for three dollars for two and eighty-eight hundredths of the absolutely most disgusting alcohol one could ever consume. I made a mistake last night in Bible Study, sharing that I'd learned how to say, "Yo quieres la ellsas lavando mi pene con sus bocas." Those in the light of Christ, don't look. Unless you are a King, then, feel free and find humor, however, do not deem yourself a King, unless other's have done you so. Not funny in the light of Christ. Not funny. There had been an entire lexicon of terms I'd learned, ...