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I can count on one hand the number of times I have been absolutely piss drunk. On these rare occasions many lulz have occurred, including the theft of a ficus tree back in February 2008.
I don't remember much of the night. I was at my usual haunt with some friends while they argued politics, and I was on my second LIT in an hour (on top of three shots of some random liquor). I was bored of their political rantings and turned to the fake, plastic tree next to our table and supposedly started to talk to it. I don't remember this, but my friends swear its true.
Fast forward a few hours later, it is closing time and I am still carrying on a conversation with this tree. It seems I decided our conversation was too good to end, so I unplugged the string of lights that was wrapped around the tree and proceeded to drag my new friend out of the bar and down the street to my apartment. I wake up the next day hanging half way off my couch with this tree knocked over in front of my door. With my massive hangover I remember looking at the tree, wondering why the hell it was there, then climbed onto my couch properly and went to sleep.
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I probably wake up QWOPing.
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