we'll go crazy on the dance floor,chug the jugs of alcohol and get wasted.
we'll start blabbering sweet nothings after the impromptu spasm of explicit language.
we'll laugh,bawl,shriek and bicker.
spill the shit out,flush the fucks out,forget all the crap that has happened during the brief episode of getting all boozed out.

then we'll spend the next morning nursing an excruciating headache.

it's a date,11th Jan,MOS.