The new hangover is waking up to an e-mail notification that an order was received, with a little picture of an Egyptian headdress or other such nonsense telling me I sleep-ordered some ludicrous piece of trash that is being delivered in two days.
The new hangover is waking up to an e-mail notification that an order was received, with a little picture of an Egyptian headdress or other such nonsense telling me I sleep-ordered some ludicrous piece of trash that is being delivered in two days.