FUNNY STORY: happened last night around 9:15 PM eastern
I live on the street where most of the bars in town are.....like a block and a half up. I'm just far away not to hear all the people standing outside about how cold it is and the fact that they have their niccotine stick shoved in their mouths.
Anyways....
I have a balcony because I live in the upstairs apartment. My best friend Kenny and I are standing out here because he wanted a smoke.....next thing we see is this drunken FOOL stumbliing down the sidewalk, away from the bars, and passing by the house.
Within a section of sidewalk that was about ten yards, he stumbled into the street three times.....we were dying laughing at me, and he heard us because he starred right up at us: I yelled, "how's it goin!?" he just mumbled and kept walking
So.....about another half a block down (just before a bridge) he dropped something, went to pick it up, Kenny was like "he's not gonna be able to get up after this" and WHACK.....head first into the sidewalk
He was down for like 3 minutes, I was like "hell with this" so I called down to the station and told them to send an officer to get this dude. I was like "he's so highly intoxicated that getting back up from falling on the sidewalk doesn't appear to be an option"
So 2 cops show up about a minute and a half later, flash flashlights all over him, and I think they took him to the "drunk tank".
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