T.G.I.F. with Hungover Owls

T.G.I.F. with Hungover Owls

“ughhh…wait…why…why am I naked?”

It's Friday before a 3-day weekend.

This is a good thing.

You know what else is a good thing?

Hungover Owls

These bad-ass birds

know what the morning after feels like

and in this we share a common ground.
(Mom I swear I never woke up surprised at my own nakedness, really, promise)

So check out the site, read the captions

and perhaps foresee

the look on your face tomorrow morning

if you have a reaally good time tonight :)

“Look, I’m sorry for blowing up earlier. It’s just…I can feel tequila…in my face.”

“I think…I think that place downtown is still serving brunch.”