"The Art of Sleep Drinking"
by Ironic Mustache
Last night after consuming large quantities of gin, I passed out to the soothing sounds of napoleon dynamite.
My woman (still awake) witnessed me walk to the kitchen, grab a corona, open it with a lighter, and start drinking it. I stayed there for a second, and then returned to bed with it. I then went to lay back down, without doing anything with the almost full beer. Pretty much I just let it spill all over me, and then woke up enraged. I had no recollection of the events that had transpired. I had been awakened by cold beer all over myself and bed (which I'd now have to clean up), and had wasted a beer. Worst shit ever.
[ April 20, 2005, 10:49 AM: Message edited by: Ironic Mustache ]
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