Many, many things are funny with enough vodka.

Many, many things are funny with enough vodka. However, many things aren't that funny the next day. For example,

with vodka a giant bruise in the shape of Jared Leto's hair is hilarious. Without vodka, the humor is subsumed into the perplexing question, "How did I get injured?" Another exampl

e is a giant bruise in the shape of Jared Leto's foot. Hilarious with vodka. Without vodka it just hurts. Jared bloody Leto has got a lot to answer for. If I ever meet Jared Leto I

'm gonna give him a good talking to,but when I managed to get his attention at a 30 Seconds to Mars concert,I asked Leto to autograph the bruise & kick me again since it was fading

from our memory. "Sure thing", he replied as he signed my bruised boob then kicked me again. "For old times sake", he added at the end capping it off for me just as I blacked out.

I opened my eyes, and there was the jerk. The one who had humiliated me, and destroyed my body and soul... I got up... ready to

fight for my honor but my body remained inert. My soul was not willing and my body was weak but by some stroke of luck my spirit jumped into the fray. It threw a left hook at the

right catch and in minutes my bra was fastened back on again. Now free from the superfluous bobble of my physical body, my spirit dreamed that it used a jackhammer in my Maidenform

To impress the Fairies in the garden. One of them invited us for dinner. My spirit drank some Chilean Chardonnay and shared it with my body. A splendid rabbit stew was served. The

Once they were impressed, I snatched one out of the air and bit it's head off. I chewed and mashed the fairy with my teeth and purple blood ran down my chin. finally, a good meal!