My friend and I went on a huge drinking binge. Jager bombs were our weapon of choice and when the Jager ran out, we just pounded everclear.

I woke up the next morning... upside down in a lazyboy recliner... in his kitchen with him laying sideways over me and his cat sleeping on top of him.


From what I gathered... We were hungry and since he didn't allow food in the living room, we pushed the comfortable chairs into the kitchen... How I woke up with my head on a footrest and my legs hanging over the top, I can't explain.