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I passed out face down on the side of I-75 with my pants down around my ankles, pissing on myself, fell right into my own piss.
I'm not really a drinker but the medicine I was on mixed with wine I had with dinner (had a little too much) and that's all she wrote. I'm just lucky to have my friends with me to carry me home and write all over me with a marker. Good friends.
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