Some of the very best moments in my life are the ones where nothing amazing happens. For example Sunday night was simple and nice. It all started with three housemates all extremely bored and without work on a monday, four bottles of spirits, four beers and a bottle of red wine (note: not all way consumed, but the majority was). Four Kings was the game and happiness was the aim, for me atleast.
As the night slowly progressed it became one drunken stupor, and lets say alot was revealed that night, i am now closer to two of my housemates then ever before. I also lost twice and was forced to consume a vile potion of mixed liquor. It was about 1 am when i thought it was best for me to retreat to my bed, i stumbled up the stairs and somehow managed to find my bed. This was where the night turned bad, lets just say i am a mean drunk and i am sorry to the person who i was nasty to, i hope you know i dont mean it.
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