It’s like when you’re coming out of a blackout. And you know some shit went down.
Can not remember more than little gray slivers of bad decisions, that you’ll be facing the consequences of soon enough…hahahaha
Bro, so one day I was working a particularly rough job, was acid plating copper bar. I got home after a 14 hour shift in 120 degree sweltering conditions.
My gf at the time mixes me a beast of a Bloody Mary when I got home.
It went down like water. 100 proof Smirnoff.
So I proceeded to down 4 more, killing the fifth like nothing.
Alls I can tell you is I checked out at the bottom of the third.
Wake up next morning, go to scratch my head and pluck a folded note out of my ponytail.
Contents as follow

You got up, walked over to the fridge, opened it and pissed in it, I tried to lead you to the toilet, you wouldn’t stop pissing, I had you 3 quarters of the way there and you turned around and went BACK TO THE FRIDGE
All while still pissing mind you (at that point I was a bit impressed. Wish I was there for that

) and you opened it back up and finished in that. Fuck you.
She obviously wrote it in the dark, the writing sloped from the left and dipped towards the bottom right side of the page on every line.
Sounded like it was a great time all told


