And it’s an aweful thing, but you won’t hear it from me. One to five tequilla to the floor. I’ll say just this - my head is aching and i know something is wrong, what happened tonight? Just three tylenol to put me to bed behind a stiff stomach trying to keep down whatever it is pulling on me. Remember old times when Jp’s remedy would be- just toke a smoke and everything is as cool as our bad jokes. This is such a terrible joke. So let’s rename the count- lost count of the shots, tylenol , and maybe a bowl until my splitting headache is left fulfilled and glued back to place. Exhale. Something happened tonight, and its thick through the air as the south current heads north. So maybe it's wrong for me to say I miss you.