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Why Celebrate?

Who knows? I think all the fun is in being with friends...and sweating! my best friend for today...Southie...
Damn im turning into a drunkard...this is like so fulfilling the Indian prophecy... :(


Miladysa said…

Never :]
Alok said…
ha ha ... and lol for sweaty :)

Ghost Particle said…
[milady] never say neverrrrrrr lalala...

[alok] hemm...theres still like 2/3 bottle a lousy drinker, been having this for 1+ months now.
Nahuatl said…
Cheers bro...{hic}...
Mandeep Gill said…
me and kawan finished about...600 ml of bacardi? in one night?

Yea, i still can't remember most of that night.

Nothing indian about that yo.

I believe its young people's culture.
Ghost Particle said…
[nayan] hahahah :p

[mandeep] u got to stop drinkin dat much in a night!!! the last time i did that i got alcho poisoning...according to my buddy. fingers pain, joint pain...

yeh its not indian...we are jst wasted young people....wasteedddddddd////

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