Tuesday, March 20, 2012
Good Morning
One day he woke up after a night of binge drinking. A good old time as they say. He stood up, feeling great, then he slipped over his shirt -whick lay on the floor- face first into a glass table. He broke his jaw and got severe lacerations on his face too which needed a dozen stitches or so. It was not a good morning.
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