One Hundred and Thirty Three

It's in your best interests to fall asleep away from myself and these types of antics, the pile reached about 3 foot high when it all fell down, shame really, I've done better. The funniest was putting some rather heavy weights and a dyson on his feet...in his wasted state they certainly overpowered him, or so I thought. They nearly landed on myself as they were kicked off in drunken rage. I shot myself in the foot though, for I would have achieved a decent nights sleep without that fucking Guitar Hero controller under my back. My spine will bitch at me when I'm struck with arthritis.

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