Well yesterday after getting off work I got a bit tipsy, drunk even. After that I remember dong a bunch of stupid shit across the net joining sites getting banned-for various reasons(most of them tranny porn related). Sometime after I passed out for close to 17 hours. Was a few hours late for work actually. Oddly enough both girlfriend and my cousin live with me, so when I asked how come someone didnt someone wake me up these broads come up with the awnser "we thought you were dead" fantastic! Its great to know they're comfortable with a rotting corpse mere feet away.

I then closelined them both just for the hell of it. lol...no but seriously.

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Maybe it was because you began to smell like ass, and they were to afraid to roll you over to check your pulse incase they threw up from the stench.

Just maybe....

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And rightfully so. At least when I had 30 drinks last Saturday and laid down near-dead, my roommates came and shook me to see if I still wanted to go party with them that night. After I didn't respond, move, etc., they still had the common courtesy to put a finger up to my nose to see if I was still breathing. I was, but was just dead to the world. I'm not too sure about how I'd feel about a fresh or rotting corpse a few feet away from me in my own domicile. However, if one of our buddies passed away, I wouldn't be adverse to taking him to a taxidermy place and having him immortalized. That way, he'd always be down to drink.

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