the anti-social moth

 I was LUS for a jol on Friday night,

 

I was going to party until Backline CHASED me out

 

I would be the LIFE of the party:  the social butterfly

 

Man, oh man, that night....

 

I DANCED my stilleto's heels off

 

I SPOKE to everybody I have not seen in a while

 

Drank a SHOT with the people I have not seen in a while

 

I was the life of that PARTY

 

And then:

 

I felt a little ill...things became blurry,

I began to defy gravity:the Neon signs moved past me a few times, without ME moving at all...WHOAH...awesome man...

 

I sat down and later, fumbled into the car, bucket in hand...and so... the little social butterfly turned into an anti-social moth...

 

GEORGE!

 

...what a night!