Devil sauce

Bak and blakka. The 28 burday tingie kinda fizzled. Jus a few days before de day I was chattin wit a fren who’s really into this jesus saves kinda ting. Anyways de talk com roun to alcohol. She started urgin me not to drink so much and about de consequences yada yada yada…told me about her boyfren’s father who is in hospital with liver cancer as a result of licka (hmmm). I started tinkin seriously bout wat she was sayin. De upshot of this was dat I pledged not to drink as much. You can imagine wat dat do to my plans to get high for a week. Anyways…I actually kept de promise. Only drank on my burday. Suffice to say it was one of my mo forgettable b/days. But her message got thru. I decided to do a lil research on da not so obvious effex of alcohol. Accordin to one site there is a strong link between alcohol use and cancers of the esophagus, pharynx, and mouth, while a more controversial association links alcohol with liver, breast, and colorectal cancers. Don’t ask me wat is half dem organs. But de prognosis aint look good. Alcohol also causes liver cirrhosis. Wat dis means basically is dat de liver’s arkitecture is fucked up which messes with blood flow to and thru the organ. After that the shit gets frightenin. I stop research. I tink bout quittin. But there is serious issues comin to the fore here. June is de month I usually binge becuz me gurl return home in July and is no drinkin wen she deh. Wha rass dis?! I decide to siddown an tink bout dis for a few days. In de interim I was tekkin me Guinness of course. I still tinkin…