Eh, what can I say? I vented all of my "wild" out in my twenties. I live like a fifty-year-old geek trapped in a thirty-five-year-old geek's body...
Besides, it was a combination of Guiness, Vicodin, and the newly cool Fall breeze blowing through the house. I needed something warm and fuzzy. You're lucky I didn't break into a Pina Colada, or something.
