Room 502/4/6: All afternoon
Jamie is still drunk.
You'd think the two Pan Galactic Gargle Blasters would have been enough to melt his brain into liquified brain pudding but somehow between Caritas and the dorm he managed to find a way to get a bottle of Midnight Hobo to keep him company in the room.
Unfortunately drunken moping only can last so long before the inevitable yet scary drunk dialing began.
What is also unfortunate it that either the buttons on the phone have gotten very tiny and blurry or Jamie's fingers are now the size of bratwursts.
This could get ugly.
You'd think the two Pan Galactic Gargle Blasters would have been enough to melt his brain into liquified brain pudding but somehow between Caritas and the dorm he managed to find a way to get a bottle of Midnight Hobo to keep him company in the room.
Unfortunately drunken moping only can last so long before the inevitable yet scary drunk dialing began.
What is also unfortunate it that either the buttons on the phone have gotten very tiny and blurry or Jamie's fingers are now the size of bratwursts.
This could get ugly.