smashed and drooonk

I was, we were, quite drunk last night as it was Wayne's great plan for us to get really smashed. Once again I was forced to drink and I really don't know why I am still keeping myself from killing off this dude and then be sober for the rest of my life. I am such a good person I could go on Oprah. Livia, the most unfortunate travbuddy local in Budapest, is also in the picture of our drooonkenness.

Travbuddies, we all know that Wayne is an alcoholic, no one can argue with that (not even Oprah), but him quite a bit smashed is a different story, a horror one actually. He absolutely looked different, like older, and he changed his voice into somewhere deep to Arnold Showazenegeer (whatever). I have pictures to prove it but then again, I was also in some of them and I was aboslutely not myself (which is charming, sweet and just sober).  There are also a number of videos which will have to be edited first so no one would see me doing what I swore I would never do ever or at least after I'm married (hmmm curious now?).

If anyone from my family will find out about this I don't really mind since they will actually be proud and will definitely celebrate by, of course, nothing else but drinking alcohol. Oh Wayne left sunday night to go back to England to work because he's not on holiday anymore which sucks for him. Who cares. Bwahahahahaha.