It’s never a good thing when you wake up in the morning on your couch not knowing exactly what happened the night before and a note in your hand saying your friend who was watching the football game with you went home.

It’s even worse when you come to find out you did indeed yak it all up at some point during the night. Oh the fucked up things that happen.

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