Realising my limits
Drunk, of course. I have no sober limits.
I rarely do this without opening my mouth or engaging in precise physical activity. I have, however, now realised that Sopranos intrigue is an excellent way of judging the mind’s ability to process raw and unfamiliar material. Without it, I’m reduced to a list of cast members.
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