I always thought it should be called cunt du'jour.
Whenever people come on drinking, they still always seems cool and composed. If I ever get drunk and come on, I'll probably be all, "WHY WON'T SOMEONE LOVE ME????"
Then the next day, I'll try to play it off and say, "Just kidding." But then the next time I come on drunk I'll be all, "NO I WASN'T KIDDING!!!"
And then the next day, I'll be all, "Just kidding again."
Then as the months pass, Sober Me and Drunk Me will have a raging debate that finally culminates in Sober Me telling Drunk Me that he loves him, and Drunk Me breaking down and crying, realizing that is enough.
Or maybe they'll just fuck.
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I ate a hooker half a bottle of knife.