No, I didn’t go clubbing this Saturday night. Instead, I was actually the one carrying wasted people this time. Happily working on my flash game project late at night, Helen called me to warn me about the incoming car of drunk, smelly, and heavy people. I knew I couldn’t do it alone, because both Michael and Nima were part of the payload, so I tried getting Carson and Vinny to help. They finally woke up after a many calls and knocks.
Lots of funny things happened that night, but most are too embarrassing to be publicized. For a good 15 minutes, Michael and Nima were sleeping on the road unshakable, and Stephan lost his shoes.
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