Once in a while, I’ll get the urge to take a nap after I’ve had a few too many at the bar. It’s times like those in which I am truly thankful for such wonderful and caring roommates that make sure I am safely snuggled in my bed, with my head turned to the side so that I don’t choke on my vomit.
Vomit; that’s a funny word.
What you don’t see in this picture is the sticker on the other side of the bumper that says, ” My other wife is my sister”.
The license plate does clearly say Kentucky.
I need a tissue and a hug.
Kyle made it all the way home from the party to his apartment before he realized what had happened; he left his cell phone at the partyhouse.