I go to work, after being asked by tony if it would be ok if Jeremy and Mike drank at the house, to come home to a passed out Mexican (who told my step dad he would help him move a bench around) a pool of vomit (attempted to be covered up by my pillow) My alcohol everwhere, the ash tray everywhere, pretzels everywhere and my moms soda opened
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So does this mean I wont get to spend the night after all?
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