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I woke up one morning after a night of heavy duty drinking. I couldn't remember getting home, all my clothes are soaking wet and in a pile in the hall, I spent the night sleeping in my own puke and I was an hour late for work - not all that unusual. So I cleaned myself up and rushed on in to work. That evening my cousin was flying in for a couple of week’s vacation. So I left for the airport right after work and picked him up. We drove around and I showed him the sights; we stopped in for a few drinks, had supper and headed back to my apartment. When we were ready to turn in for the night I told him I'd take the rollout bed and he could sleep in my bed. So off we go and about 10 minutes later he came out freaking. He had turned the lights off and crawled under my sheets and laid down on my cold clammy, day-old puke. I'd forgotten all about it.
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