Oops

I woke up hungover and feeling invincible. Gulped a glass of orange juice with a shot (three) of  vodka, a quick shower (sponge bath) and I’m out the door to conquer the world. Jumped into my Lamborghini (6 year old Prius), put the top down  (rolled down the window) and headed to my executive suite (clothing department at Walmart). Life’s good (uh huh).

I’m sorry, did I say invincible? I meant invisible.