Your Under Arrest for Being Drunk and Mysterious

My friend has been known to enter a club and just like Alice in wonderland disappear into his own drunken world.
Last night i followed that drunken white rabbit. I very sober, and bored of work, I followed him for twenty minutes. I cried laughing for twenty minutes. I discovered him in a darkened corner.
Was he getting some nookie? If you call getting discretely sick at the end of the couch nookie, well then he was getting some hot, chunky nookie. He then got up. Then he sat down. This happened for a little while. He eventually got his sea legs and was ready to take to the turbulent sea of the floor. He almost had me convinced that the room was spinning. He then turned into Spiderman. The walls were his best friend and he hugged them, he hugged them if he just made it through the Normandy landing with them. Well most his body was in check now, unfortunately his head swung from side to side. The walls turned out not to be like soft warm pillows, cushioning the blows! He ended up in a smoking area seat. It was closing time. he wanted to get a few quick winks. Bouncers soon stopped that. He looked like a man, who had just been robbed. Robbed of precious sleep. He made his way for the front door. He bumped into a friend. His friend could see, that this cowboy was on his last legs.His friend asked him, if he would make it to his rugby match tomorrow, this was answered by "You can go fucking' flip a a a hand". He was then asked do you even remember what rugby team you play for, a few moments passed and he answered " I *points figure* you see *falls over a chair*!".
He disappears into the crowd!


In the words of some great philosopher "a weekend wasted is not a wasted weekend..."

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Here's a drunk guy, messing up an eagle tattoo,enjoy