Drunk of the Week
Chooga-Chooga, Chooga-Chooga, Choo-CHOO!
kelly O
I've passed out drunk in some seriously weird places. At the end of a dock, facedown in a tent full of water, on top of a pool table out in a field, in a gas-station flower planter... I know how these things go—really, I do. But this guy, this guy downtown has me beat. Hands down. Yep, he wins.
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