TRASH

"Alright alright I'm tired of hangin (hic) out with you losers any (hic!) way. An' remember, don't (hic!) fuck with me ag (hic!) again!" you say and stumble out the door.

You drive home…barely. You nearly crash the truck into the front of your trailer, and you don't even make it to the couch let alone the bed. Tina wakes up just in time to see you collapse on the floor.

"Amazing, you managed to still get drunk even though you had no money at all, if only you put as much effort into getting a job."
"Getting drunk is my job baby." You say and pass out.