Oh man... my friend (the one who fell out the window) was over here boozing last night. He lives right down the street and left at about 3am, in his car (while totally smashed. Yeah, DUI is stupid but he's seriously within shouting distance down the road from us so its ok). About 5 minutes later I get an IM from him "dude I hit a mailbox on my way home."

So I pass out on my friends bed then wake up a few hours later and the two of us go outside to check it out. We thought he just dented one up real good or knocked it crooked. So we're walking down the street towards his house trying to find it, closely examining every mailbox for signs of damage. We notice one mailbox is leaning backwards pretty bad, so we take a closer look. We evetually came to the conclusion that it was simply a ghetto mailbox, as there was no sign of damage, and the dirt around it's post wasn't disturbed (hence it couldn't have been tilted from its original position). So we turn around to continue looking, then stop dead in our tracks...

The one he hit was right in front of our face the whole time. We just didn't notice because it was laying on the ground, still attached to the wooden trestle and half the post. 8 feet away was the rest of the post, still securely in the ground. It was snapped clean in half. I don't know if he realized how badly he murdered it. It was only about 7am when we found it, so I guess the owners haven't figured it out yet.

Good times, good times...

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