frozen puddles and a baby's skull

it was one of those cold nights, those button up nights.

it was one of this drinking nights, those suck it up nights.

an hour at the bar, and hour at the party.

a half hour at home

an hour at the party.

it was one of those bizzare nights, those surreal nights.

with pints of beer, and whiskey, and jaegermeister shots out of the frontal-lobe section of a child's skull.

twice.

I have pictures.

It was brought back from India by a friend who spend a year or so studying Kali... you know, the goddess, and becoming some kind of mystic.

...I don't like jaegermeister.

but it's better then vodka.