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Needing a puke bucket next to my side of the bed pretty much sums up what my morning has been like.
I only drank half a Captain and Coke...
We went out to the woman's club up the street last night. Not sure why but the music in woman's clubs usually sucks and last night was no exception so we walked a few blocks to a gay guy club as gay guy clubs always seem to have the best dance music and we wanted to dance. We got there and I ordered a drink. Right after I got my drink this guy came up to us saying he was straight and was just at a gay bar because his sister dragged him there and then went on telling us how hot he thought the two of us were.. blah, blah, blah... He was real aggressive and it took us a few minutes to get his hands off of us and to get rid of him but the best I can tell he slipped something in my drink because right after I drank about half of it the room started spinning, sweat started pouring off me, and within ten minutes I was getting very sick.
Went straight home only stopping so that I could puke. Puked a bunch more times after getting home and I'm just now starting to feel better.
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