Surprises

Under no circumstance can I condone vomiting in the street. I can't word my insistence that whomever so carries out said practice desist immediately. What is it, did you imbibe your first lager tonight? Or are you just so devoid of self control that you over-indulged on all varieties of coloured liquors. You give wondrous alcohol a bad reputation with your foul and disgusting display. Although evidence to the contrary is stacked up daily, the street is not actually a toilet. People use these thoroughfares to get to work and the like. The last thing they need to stumble upon is the remains of your booze-ridden evening. Please, return to the woodsy keg parties and stolen schnapps of your suburban upbringing.