33 Hangover - He Can Be His Own PSA [Action | Where you are!]

[heartstar_blues]

[The Captain forgot to refill his random assortment of deadly pills sleep cocktail at work and now he had nothing to help him sleep. Still, enough alcohol should do the trick, right? Right

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C: because Uninvited Naked Man = Garden Hose, obvs

[ooeeooahah]

Not again!

[ Ilsa walks around to the back of the house, turns on the hose, and drags it to the front yard. She is muttering dire imprecations such as... ]

Been here less than a week and there's already been two of these?

[ GOOD MORNING CAPTAIN! HAVE A BRISK SHOWER! ]

[ Also hosing off any spots he might have gotten sick on ]

[heartstar_blues]

☠☠☠☠!

What!? What!?

[Rolling around and flailing.]

[ooeeooahah]

GIT your ☠☠☠☠ DRUNK ☠☠☠☠ off my ☠☠☠☠ LAWN you ☠☠☠☠-☠☠☠☠ ☠☠☠☠ DEGENERATE!

[ Keeping the spray from the garden hose trained on him but not trying to drown him. ]

[ Yet. ]

[heartstar_blues]

Stop! ☠☠☠☠!

I'll go... ☠☠☠☠! What the ☠☠☠☠?

[ooeeooahah]

[ She swings the water stream away from him, but not too far away. ]

Go. Home. NOW.

[heartstar_blues]

☠☠☠☠ you... you go home.

[ooeeooahah]

This is not your house.

Go home or I will hose you down the street to the police station.

[heartstar_blues]

... you and what army?

[ooeeooahah]

You want me to scream loud enough for a police officer to find you naked on my front lawn?

[heartstar_blues]

I'm not afraid of that fat ☠☠☠☠ Grady...

... no ☠☠☠☠ it... I'll go. Just give me back my pants.

[ooeeooahah]

You left them three streets over that-a-way.

[ Pointing vaguely down the street. ]

[heartstar_blues]

[He'll look where she points.

He buys it.]

Oh.. how did I get this far?

Whatever...

[Starts walking that way.]