Posted on January 22, 2010 at 1:45pm
I woke up and drug myself out of bed. I walked into the Kitchen to make coffee, I was hung over My brother and I had gone out the night before but had to call it a night, Some poor bastard was attacked outside the bar last night and the cops were everywhere so my brother and I upset because of the buzzkill stumbled home.
As I was making my coffee I screamed across the house to my brother, Asking him if he wanted any coffee I got no reply.
I waiting for the pot of coffee to… Continue