Today i need a big shot of guronsan. Easter lunch was as always a big chunk of bad baaad things that go straight to my ass and thighs. Laughs at the table were helped by the always, the greatest, the wonderful Moet Chandon (Veuve Cliquot is better).
A big bottle of it, bigger than the regular ones, i don't have a clue of how much it has in it. After that, the little house fairies sleepy or not, groguy maybe, had to clean up while the boys were snorring satisfaction through their nose and belly. Despite all of the lazyness, things were done and the big sister went to Torres Vedras (near Lisbon). At last, the Castro's mansion was quiet...and i have an empty nest syndrome pounding with the champagne bubbles in my head. Oh almost forgot, didn't mention the easter goodies my dad gave us. Sugar buzz all around its like an IV of caffeine.
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